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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>198</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-8966632939622397482</id><published>2008-12-12T12:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:16:41.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry my bad'/><title type='text'>Um so yeah</title><content type='html'>Ok, you may have noticed that there have been no posts for over a month. EEK. Sorry. People have been laid off, and those of us still working have been a bit slammed. So, in the new year, we'll try to be back to posting on a semi-regular basis. In the meantime, I don't know. Check out the peeps on our blog roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do tell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Editor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-8966632939622397482?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8966632939622397482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=8966632939622397482&amp;isPopup=true' title='178 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8966632939622397482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8966632939622397482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/12/um-so-yeah.html' title='Um so yeah'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>178</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-619205090545256045</id><published>2008-12-12T12:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:09:20.938-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Reidy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><title type='text'>Publishing Holiday Happy Hour</title><content type='html'>Hey kids -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's literary event of the week is actually next week, but hell, it's Friday, so we might as well start early. Sarah Reidy over at Soho Press is organizing a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1052906557&amp;amp;ref=ts#/event.php?eid=41525771079"&gt;massive happy hour&lt;/a&gt; at Kings Head Tavern next Thursday so we can all drink our publishing blues away. Word on the street is that beer pong tables have been reserved and drink specials procured. Mention Sarah's name at the door to get a wristband to ensure happy hour prices all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do tell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Editor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-619205090545256045?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/619205090545256045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=619205090545256045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/619205090545256045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/619205090545256045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/12/publishing-holiday-happy-hour.html' title='Publishing Holiday Happy Hour'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-3738777887039174516</id><published>2008-11-06T15:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T15:55:51.684-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hitchcock'/><title type='text'>Alfred Hitchcock's Terrifying Sex Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SRNZv87UCuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/4Scaw1ZbrEY/s1600-h/birds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265651069669870306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SRNZv87UCuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/4Scaw1ZbrEY/s320/birds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, there's a new book out about Hitchcock called &lt;em&gt;Spellbound by Beauty: Alfred Hitchcock and His Leading Ladies. &lt;/em&gt;Apparently, old AH has some real issues with the ladies and basically treated the actresses he worked with like crap, even driving more &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/life/books/reviews/2008-11-05-hitchcock-bio_N.htm?csp=34"&gt;Tippi Hedren into "clinical shock"&lt;/a&gt; (whatever the hell that might be). But my favorite bit of info?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Among the more astonishing revelations is that the filmmaker, who wed lifelong collaborator Alma Reveille in 1926, experienced sex but once in his life — and that occasion produced their only child, Patricia. This, the writer suggests, resulted in Hitchcock's compensating need to harass many of his lovely leading ladies."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UM. Yeah. World famous director. You're telling me there weren't tons of young wanna-be actresses willing to sleep their way into a movie? I mean, I know he started directing in the 30s, but for sure, by the 50s and 60s (ahem, &lt;em&gt;Mad Men&lt;/em&gt;) this wouldn't have been at all strange. So, what's up Hitch? Underlying mother issues? Secretly gay? Perhaps an ED issue? I need more information! I hope Donald Spoto's next book is entitled &lt;em&gt;Alfred Hitchcock and His Flaccid Penis&lt;/em&gt;. Now, that I would buy in a heartbeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Paige Sexie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-3738777887039174516?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3738777887039174516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=3738777887039174516&amp;isPopup=true' title='60 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3738777887039174516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3738777887039174516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/11/alfred-hitchcocks-terrifying-sex-life.html' title='Alfred Hitchcock&apos;s Terrifying Sex Life'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SRNZv87UCuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/4Scaw1ZbrEY/s72-c/birds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>60</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-318292763351289533</id><published>2008-11-06T14:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T14:06:19.981-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help please'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm, you know what would be cool? If I were even the slightest bit tech-savvy and could figure out how to give each contributor their own little log-in, so this thing would say things like "posted by ladytron" or "posted by slunchie." Yes, I think that would be awesome. And that I wouldn't be responsible for posting everyone's things myself. And then I wouldn't get mean emails complaining that I neglected to post something and now it's out of date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are smarter than me (not hard), please leave instructions on how I can do this in the comments or email me. Much obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do tell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Editor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-318292763351289533?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/318292763351289533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=318292763351289533&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/318292763351289533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/318292763351289533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmm-you-know-what-would-be-cool-if-i.html' title=''/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-936227558489113922</id><published>2008-11-05T13:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:56:35.942-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George W'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stoopidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoirs'/><title type='text'>W: The Memoir?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SRHsH--xi1I/AAAAAAAAAWc/cdH5CbFbXtY/s1600-h/bush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265249061282351954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SRHsH--xi1I/AAAAAAAAAWc/cdH5CbFbXtY/s320/bush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The AP has an article about the &lt;a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/n/a/2008/11/05/entertainment/e101426S82.DTL"&gt;possibility of a Bush memoir&lt;/a&gt;...and what the best strategy for it would be. The consensus seems to be that he should wait. You know, until we all stop hating him quite so much. Because apparently, after a few years, we'll all forget what a horrifically bad prez he actually was. I think the only way I would read it would be if he focused on his early days...Bush getting wasted and doing stupid things? Fun to read about it. Bush lying to the American people and creating a shit torm that will probably takes years to get out of it. Yeah, I'm living it. No thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But apparently, waiting is the strategy. For this reason:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Bush has likened his fate to Harry Truman, highly disliked upon leaving office in 1953 but now virtually iconic in American politics. But it took years for him to gain such affection and Truman's two-volume memoir, published in the 1950s, is less remembered than a book about him published in the 1990s, David McCullough's million-selling &lt;em&gt;Truman&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we ever get to the day when people look back fondly on W, I'm going to lose a lot of the faith that I gained last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On an unrelated note, I just pulled a hair out of coffee. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-936227558489113922?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/936227558489113922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=936227558489113922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/936227558489113922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/936227558489113922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/11/w-memoir.html' title='W: The Memoir?'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SRHsH--xi1I/AAAAAAAAAWc/cdH5CbFbXtY/s72-c/bush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-370196038581230506</id><published>2008-11-05T13:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:43:35.015-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Crichton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><title type='text'>RIP: Michael Crichton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SRHpS3l2pyI/AAAAAAAAAWU/WnxD7fzu4vQ/s1600-h/michael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265245949742458658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SRHpS3l2pyI/AAAAAAAAAWU/WnxD7fzu4vQ/s320/michael.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some sad news on this otherwise extremely happy day (for all us democrats, at least). Michael Crichton &lt;a href="http://artsbeat.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/11/05/michael-crichton-dies/?ref=books"&gt;passed away&lt;/a&gt; yesterday, apparently after a bout with cancer. I have to confess, I have never actually read anything by him (I know, I know), but I've seen jurassic park many a time, and damn, I do love me some ER. Also, fun fact, Crichton was good friends with artist Jasper Johns, who's stuff is amazing, so that makes him even cooler in my book. RIP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-370196038581230506?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/370196038581230506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=370196038581230506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/370196038581230506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/370196038581230506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/11/rip-michael-crichton.html' title='RIP: Michael Crichton'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SRHpS3l2pyI/AAAAAAAAAWU/WnxD7fzu4vQ/s72-c/michael.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-860486658151897884</id><published>2008-11-04T11:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:01:07.915-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry my bad'/><title type='text'>Vote!</title><content type='html'>This week's literary event has nothing to do with books...unless you figure Obama and McCain both have some. But seriously, people, just freaking vote. Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. yeah, I know we haven't posted in awhile but for some reason, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;economy&lt;/span&gt; being in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shitter&lt;/span&gt; has somehow equalled more work. bizarre. I haven't even had a chance to read the comic strips on my daily calendar. honest to blog. it's stuck on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;october&lt;/span&gt; 21st. so, yeah. hopefully, we'll get back on track soon with nice frequent posts but until then, um, go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;obama&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-860486658151897884?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/860486658151897884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=860486658151897884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/860486658151897884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/860486658151897884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/11/vote.html' title='Vote!'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-104567637806615146</id><published>2008-10-22T14:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T14:59:14.775-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26th Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book reviewers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry my bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackie Levin'/><title type='text'>Jackie's gonna regret that...</title><content type='html'>Ah, Jackie Levin. Who hasn't placed constant emails, begging for placement on the Today Show for one of your authors? Yes, I know that you will never do anything with my little debut novelist, but hey, it's nice to try, right? And, really, I'm not offended that you rarely respond to my pitches. You are a busy lady, Ms. Levin, and I know that, one day, when you like one of my ideas, we will be friends. Or, at least when I work on Tina Fey's new book and you beg me for coverage (note: I do not actually work for the company that just paid millions for a non-existent book by Ms. Palin's doppelganger).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Jackie, I think you may of made an error in your &lt;a href="http://www.26thstory.com/blog/2008/10/today-show-prod.html"&gt;recent interview&lt;/a&gt; with the 26th Story, when you said (&lt;em&gt;in response to: Is it possible for a self-published author to get on the Today show?&lt;/em&gt;) this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Absolutely...I have always said books are another vehicle for us to find great stories/segments, and if one happens to come from someone who published on their own, that's fine with me as long as all the facts in the book check out. If an author has the wherewithal to find me and pitch me, good for them, but at the same time, they have to be able to handle a "no" without having that buffer called "a publicist."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my. See, here's a little secret. All authors would harass book reviewers, producers, etc. by themselves if they could. But we, as publicists, forbid it. Not because we want to do it ourselves. I'm happy to let other people do my work for me. It's simply that we are trying to protect you from the onslaught of inappropriate pitches, harassment from authors who have "nothing" to lose (we have your respect and our chances of ever getting ANY author on the show at risk), etc. We are trying to provide that extra filter for you. And how do we do that? By telling authors that you will ignore them. That you don't want to hear from them. That contacting you directly will HURT their chances, not help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, you've basically let them know that this is really just a free for all. And, well, I'm afraid that I just can't help you anymore. Godspeed, Ms. Levin, and I pray that your inbox does not implode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Ladytron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[This is a couple days behind the curve, but to be fair, Ladytron sent it to me on Monday. I just posted it late. My bad. --Ed.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-104567637806615146?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/104567637806615146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=104567637806615146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/104567637806615146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/104567637806615146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/10/jackies-gonna-regret-that.html' title='Jackie&apos;s gonna regret that...'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-3228114735623674858</id><published>2008-10-22T14:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T14:15:24.465-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><title type='text'>Witches, Demons, and Thieves...oh my!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This week's literary event is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://maudnewton.com/blog/?p=8942"&gt;Witches, Demons, and Thieves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, a Puritan Halloween celebration with authors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kathleen Kent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hannah Tinti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, and artist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Michael Aaron Lee. Check it out tonight at Housing Works, starting at 7 pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear there will be pie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do tell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Editor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-3228114735623674858?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3228114735623674858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=3228114735623674858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3228114735623674858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3228114735623674858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/10/witches-demons-and-thievesoh-my.html' title='Witches, Demons, and Thieves...oh my!'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-4235843446993266567</id><published>2008-10-16T14:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:17:00.470-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Oh noes...not Samantha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SPY46hSXglI/AAAAAAAAAWM/I0ZonMq9B4I/s1600-h/samantha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257452193020609106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SPY46hSXglI/AAAAAAAAAWM/I0ZonMq9B4I/s320/samantha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you heard the horrible news? The American Girl Company is apparently &lt;a href="http://popwatch.ew.com/popwatch/2008/10/farewell-samant.html"&gt;doing away&lt;/a&gt; with one of the original dolls: Samantha Parkington. Now, I never had Samantha. My friend Katie did. And my friend Lauren had Molly. My friend Amanda had Kirsten. I had Felicity. Now, she wasn't one of the three, but she was the fourth! So, whatever. It counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, this shock led me to visit the &lt;a href="http://www.americangirl.com/"&gt;American Girl website&lt;/a&gt; for the first time since, well, ever. I'm old school. I used to get those giant catalogues in the mail once a month, and put stars next to the ridiculously expensive accesories that I hoped my mom would get me for christmas. This was before you could get matching outfits or "bitty babies" (what the hell) or "just like you" dolls. Hell, I remember when the girls only had THREE books each (they have six now). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and I totally owned &lt;a href="http://store.americangirl.com/agshop/html/MultiProductPage.jsf/itemId/30/itemType/DISPLAYGROUP/webTemplateId/4/uniqueId/19/saleGroupId/217"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. And &lt;a href="http://store.americangirl.com/agshop/html/ProductPage.jsf/itemId/141086/itemType/TOY/webTemplateId/3/uniqueId/19/cxl/Y/XcellId/TRUE"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. And so many dresses like &lt;a href="http://store.americangirl.com/agshop/html/ProductPage.jsf/itemId/141301/itemType/TOY/webTemplateId/3/uniqueId/18/saleGroupId/154"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Omg, now I can't wait for Thanksgiving to tear apart my mother's neatly organized pile of "My daughter's crap I can't give to her because she lives in a tiny apartment in NY" looking for all of it!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whew. Ok, sorry. What was my point? Um...oh, yeah, the Samanth books will continue. They're published by, uh, oh, American Girl. Convenient. So, good. Eee, I love you, Felicity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-4235843446993266567?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4235843446993266567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=4235843446993266567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4235843446993266567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4235843446993266567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-noesnot-samantha.html' title='Oh noes...not Samantha!'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SPY46hSXglI/AAAAAAAAAWM/I0ZonMq9B4I/s72-c/samantha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-9072339127519370601</id><published>2008-10-15T13:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:14:52.408-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gotham Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book deals'/><title type='text'>The new LOL cats?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SPYyqqSlmDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Yfjm4iMEazA/s1600-h/cheezburger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257445323489777714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SPYyqqSlmDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Yfjm4iMEazA/s320/cheezburger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone just turned me on to the new tumblr, &lt;a href="http://upsidedowndogs.com/"&gt;Upside Down Dogs&lt;/a&gt;. Could this be the new &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/"&gt;I Can Has Cheezburger&lt;/a&gt;? Paging Gotham Books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Promotron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-9072339127519370601?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/9072339127519370601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=9072339127519370601&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/9072339127519370601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/9072339127519370601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-lol-cats.html' title='The new LOL cats?'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SPYyqqSlmDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Yfjm4iMEazA/s72-c/cheezburger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-6932346472208074750</id><published>2008-10-15T11:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T11:57:22.700-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feuds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Denis Leary'/><title type='text'>Denis Leary vs Autism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SPYSomg5bWI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8XhA004FWs4/s1600-h/leary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257410103744228706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SPYSomg5bWI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8XhA004FWs4/s320/leary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm, apparently the &lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/10152008/gossip/pagesix/learys_brain_vs__the_autistics_133648.htm"&gt;Autism Society of America is all in a tiff&lt;/a&gt; because Denis Leary's new book, &lt;em&gt;Why We Suck: A Feel-Good Guide to Staying Fat, Loud, Lazy and Stupid&lt;/em&gt;, contains a rant on, well, autism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"There is a huge boom in autism right now because inattentive mothers and competitive dads want an explanation for why their dumb-ass kids can't compete academically, so they throw money into the happy laps of shrinks . . . to get back diagnoses that help explain away the deficiencies of their junior morons. I don't give a [bleep] what these crackerjack whack jobs tell you - yer kid is NOT autistic. He's just stupid. Or lazy. Or both."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, yes, sure, it's insensitive. I'm sure Jenny McCarthy is crying somewhere. But, come on, guys. It's Denis fucking Leary. Here are a few choice quotes from the man himself over the years:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“I think we should take Iraq and Iran and combine them into one country and call it Irate. All the pissed off people live in one place and get it over with.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We live in a country where John Lennon takes six bullets in the chest, Yoko Ono was standing right next to him, not ONE FUCKING BULLET! Explain that to me God!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"That's why I'm glad Jesus died when he did. Because if he lived to be 40, he would have ended up like Elvis. He was famous already at that point. If he lived to be 40, he'd be walking around Jerusalem with a big fat beer gut and black side burns going, Damn, I'm the son of God. Give me a cheeseburger and french fries right now. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, um, Denis Leary isn't afraid of Jesus, the Middle East, or Yoko. I don't think the Autism Society is going to upset him too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Promotron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-6932346472208074750?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6932346472208074750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=6932346472208074750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6932346472208074750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6932346472208074750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/10/denis-leary-vs-autism.html' title='Denis Leary vs Autism'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SPYSomg5bWI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8XhA004FWs4/s72-c/leary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-7893894478505121763</id><published>2008-10-15T10:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:50:24.102-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space balls'/><title type='text'>Sloane Eats Cake</title><content type='html'>This week's &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mixernyc"&gt;literary event&lt;/a&gt; is the Sloane Crosley, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.nathanielrich.com"&gt;Nathaniel Rich&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.ohtheglory.com"&gt;Sean Wilsey&lt;/a&gt; at Cakeshop (get it? CAKEshop? because, you know, &lt;em&gt;I Was Told There Would be Cake. &lt;/em&gt;ha.). Apparently, there will also be music from &lt;a href="http://www.theneverbeens.com/"&gt;the Neverbeens&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be there as I will be home with a bottle of wine and the debate, but hey, I've deprived you guys of a literary event for a several weeks now, so here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say I don't love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Tell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Editor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-7893894478505121763?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7893894478505121763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=7893894478505121763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7893894478505121763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7893894478505121763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/10/sloane-eats-cake.html' title='Sloane Eats Cake'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-4221405932129665661</id><published>2008-09-30T17:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:21:14.188-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olsson&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book store closings'/><title type='text'>Olsson's Gives Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SOKYPTHYrbI/AAAAAAAAAV0/pHAEdyuFdLU/s1600-h/2008_0930_olssons1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251927504064130482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SOKYPTHYrbI/AAAAAAAAAV0/pHAEdyuFdLU/s320/2008_0930_olssons1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;News came earlier today that Olsson's Dupont Circle had &lt;a href="http://dcist.com/2008/09/30/olssons_books_and_records_abruptly.php"&gt;unexpectedly closed&lt;/a&gt;, but now, apparently, the company has announced that all stores are &lt;a href="http://www.olssons.com/"&gt;closed for good&lt;/a&gt;. I think Politics &amp;amp; Prose just got a lot harder to book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Paige Sexie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-4221405932129665661?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4221405932129665661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=4221405932129665661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4221405932129665661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4221405932129665661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/olssons-gives-up.html' title='Olsson&apos;s Gives Up'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SOKYPTHYrbI/AAAAAAAAAV0/pHAEdyuFdLU/s72-c/2008_0930_olssons1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-7392591810104631708</id><published>2008-09-30T11:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:27:18.099-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Penguin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publicity'/><title type='text'>Shake-up at Penguin</title><content type='html'>A tipster just informed me that the Dutton/Gotham publicity department is being shifted around. Apparently, Gotham Books and Avery are merging under publisher Bill Shinker, and Lisa Johnson will head the publicity and marketing departments for both. Head of Dutton publicity and marketing will be Christine Aronson, joining the Penguin team from Crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No word yet on how the rest of the publicity/marketing team will be split. But perhaps this will finally slow down that ever-spinning &lt;a href="http://slunch.blogspot.com/2007/08/whats-black-and-white-and-red-all-over.html"&gt;revolving door&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Slunchie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-7392591810104631708?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7392591810104631708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=7392591810104631708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7392591810104631708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7392591810104631708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/shake-up-at-penguin.html' title='Shake-up at Penguin'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-7577076699254295833</id><published>2008-09-18T12:35:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T13:26:42.355-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book clubs'/><title type='text'>On a slightly lighter note...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SNKPNj58wII/AAAAAAAAAVs/-8hnajWErJA/s1600-h/island.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247413978979418242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SNKPNj58wII/AAAAAAAAAVs/-8hnajWErJA/s320/island.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/lost/index?pn=bookclub"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any loyal LOST fan knows that there have been consistent literary references throughout the series, from &lt;em&gt;Watership Down &lt;/em&gt;to &lt;em&gt;Alice in Wonderland &lt;/em&gt;to &lt;em&gt;The Turn of the Screw&lt;/em&gt;. A lot of these hints went over my head, but hey, that's what &lt;a href="http://www.lostpedia.com/wiki/Doc_Jensen"&gt;Doc Jensen&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.lostpedia.com/wiki/Main_Page"&gt;lostpedia&lt;/a&gt; are for. But now, those crafty LOST writers have created the LOST Book Club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, that's right. And, it lists every book that has ever been shown, mentioned, or obliquely referenced, along with a synopsis, it's relevance to the show, and a link to the purchase the book. Pretty freaking sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, what are the odds that I can actually read thru all of these before the show returns next year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. In case you don't want to click through, here are some of the surprising books on the list: &lt;em&gt;Bonjour Babar, &lt;/em&gt;John Lescroat's &lt;em&gt;The Oath&lt;/em&gt;, and Judy Blume's &lt;em&gt;Are You Out There, God? It's Me, Margaret&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-7577076699254295833?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7577076699254295833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=7577076699254295833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7577076699254295833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7577076699254295833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-slightly-lighter-note.html' title='On a slightly lighter note...'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SNKPNj58wII/AAAAAAAAAVs/-8hnajWErJA/s72-c/island.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-5878156315519287144</id><published>2008-09-18T12:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T13:03:24.579-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reprints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LA Times'/><title type='text'>Publishing just can't win this week</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247407930296912754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SNKJtezqS3I/AAAAAAAAAVc/sixvCuZr16c/s320/gessen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;From today's &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/features/books/la-et-reprints18-2008sep18,0,621021.story"&gt;L.A. Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sara Nelson, editor in chief of&lt;/em&gt; Publishers Weekly&lt;em&gt;, believes that the reading public "feels stuff not worthy of them is being shoved down their throats." The difficult part, she says, is that the audience for "serious books . . . really doesn't want to be marketed to. But if you don't market to them, they don't know what to read."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone who has worked on a number of books that were considered "literary" but got less coverage than any celebrity memoir or Harlan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Coben&lt;/span&gt; book, I feel that. The industry has become so focused on what will sell rather than what is good, that, at times, it feels as though we are destroying ourselves from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article looks at reprints, with the basic argument seeming to be that people are becoming dissatisfied with the fiction being offered to them, so they are turning to older books that are now being reintroduced to the market. And that the big houses are in danger of losing the trust of readers by tainting their once respected name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an interesting theory, but I would like to argue that there are plenty of good books still being published. The focus just isn't being given to them. And in order to publish the "good" books, it seems that publishers have to balance it out with the "commercial" ones that will bring in the money. Publishers hedge their bets on a couple sure blockbusters in order to keep them afloat so they can try out other books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But doesn't it seem that maybe if we shrunk the scale, we could solve all the problems at once? Why do we have to have massive lists? Can't we throw all of our energy into books we believe in, rather than just try to market them in between fielding calls about Stephanie Meyer or Curtis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sittenfeld&lt;/span&gt;? And, it's not just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;publishers&lt;/span&gt; that are to blame. The media covering the industry doesn't seem to be interested in discovering a new writer...they seem to just want to talk about the author everyone else already is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ladytron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-5878156315519287144?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5878156315519287144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=5878156315519287144&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5878156315519287144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5878156315519287144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/lack-of-quality-books.html' title='Publishing just can&apos;t win this week'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SNKJtezqS3I/AAAAAAAAAVc/sixvCuZr16c/s72-c/gessen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-927157282189513989</id><published>2008-09-15T16:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:16:07.875-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dollar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOW'/><title type='text'>it just keeps getting worse</title><content type='html'>From the NY Times Breaking News Alert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking News 4:08 PM ET: Dow Closes Down More Than 500 Points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about publishing into a recession...jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Ladytron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-927157282189513989?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/927157282189513989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=927157282189513989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/927157282189513989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/927157282189513989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-just-keeps-getting-worse.html' title='it just keeps getting worse'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-5042967767668453751</id><published>2008-09-15T11:44:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:38:17.392-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NY Mag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York TImes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoirs'/><title type='text'>What a depressing day for publishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SM6L7yoLKZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/N8OEAlQEolc/s1600-h/time+of+their+lives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246284475252025746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SM6L7yoLKZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/N8OEAlQEolc/s320/time+of+their+lives.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ugh, publishing is &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/news/media/50279/"&gt;doomed&lt;/a&gt;, and apparently, it's &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/14/books/review/Friedman-t.html?_r=1&amp;amp;ref=books&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;no longer fun&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, we have the hella long article in &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/news/media/50279/"&gt;New York Magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, which asserts that, basically, we're all screwed. Some choice quotes:&lt;br /&gt;Yet in recent years, more accurate internal sales numbers have confirmed what publishers long suspected: Traditional marketing is useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Media doesn’t matter, reviews don’t matter, blurbs don’t matter,” says one powerful agent. Nobody knows where the readers are, or how to connect with them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marketing a book these days is like playing a slot machine;&lt;br /&gt;hitting one 7 won’t get you a dime. “There has to be this constellation of events,” says Daniel Menaker, whose departure was tied in the press to the low sales of Benjamin Kunkel’s much-ballyhooed debut novel, &lt;em&gt;Indecision&lt;/em&gt;. “Not only a &lt;em&gt;Times Book Review&lt;/em&gt; front cover but Don Imus talking about it and Ellen Pompeo actually reading the book on-camera. And Barack Obama has just bought it.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;Augh, so true! In fact, I think I have mentioned these points before in some of my rants. Not to mention, the book has to be in stores. The book can be reviewed everywhere, but if it's not sitting on a table at B&amp;amp;N, it's probably not going to sell giant numbers. Which brings us to point #2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This matters because the following response from Barnes &amp;amp; Noble CEO Steve Riggio is only technically true: “We buy every title published—our business is a long-tail business—less than 5 percent is from bestsellers.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editors insist that plenty of books get skipped. Richard Nash, head of indie publisher Soft Skull Press, estimates that one in twenty are passed over, though ten to fifteen copies are shipped into their warehouses in case there’s a special order. Many more are getting smaller initial orders than ever. That’s a very long, very skinny tail. &lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm gonna agree with Nash here. Also, sometimes they might buy 500 of a book. But 500 copies for all of the stores? Not helpful. It means that book is either sitting in a carton in the warehouse somewhere, or shoved on a back shelf. Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It’ll be rough going in the meantime; some publishers will transform, some will muddle through, some will die. And there will, no doubt, be a lot of editors for whom even this diminished era will look like the last great golden age, when some writers were paid in the millions,some of their books produced in the millions, and more than half of those books actually sold. Book publishing is still a big-league business, and that’s a hard thing to let go of. “There’s something terrible,” says an editor at a prestigious imprint, “about admitting that you’re not a mass medium.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;Oh, god. This was the golden age? Not according to &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/14/books/review/Friedman-t.html?_r=1&amp;amp;ref=books&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;Al Silverman&lt;/a&gt;. His new book, The Time of Our Lives: The Golden Age of Great American Book Publishers, Their Editors and Authors, defines the golden age as the period between 1946 and the early 1980s, the period "when 'books were most beloved by a reading public.' Soon afterward, the great 'bookmen' stepped aside and the bottom-liners of business took over."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;NY Mag &lt;/em&gt;also references the decline when publishing became about conglomerates rather than taste: "In its heyday, publishing was a vast array of mom-and-pop shops, in which the pops tended to be independently wealthy. Their competitive advantage was not efficiency or low costs but taste....By the nineties, five big conglomerates were divvying up the spoils and their lucrative backlists. Many of the smaller companies that had been struggling, like FSG, Ecco, and Crown, were flush with corporate resources. But in exchange, they gave up final say in how they’d publish their books—or even what books they’d publish. And suddenly an industry accustomed to 5 percent margins was being run by media moguls aiming for double digits.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap. I guess I was about 20 years too late. I imagine the old days of publishing were a bit like an episode of &lt;em&gt;Mad Men&lt;/em&gt;. As &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5049643/guide-to-recognizing-your-golden-ages"&gt;Gawker puts it&lt;/a&gt;, "It can be difficult to know you're in a golden age. You might be too busy working. You might be too caught up in the hum of everyday life. You might live in Omaha. But here's a hint: there are usually a lot of white guys in bow ties smoking indoors." Now, that would have been fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Ladytron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-5042967767668453751?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5042967767668453751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=5042967767668453751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5042967767668453751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5042967767668453751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-depressing-day-for-publishing.html' title='What a depressing day for publishing'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SM6L7yoLKZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/N8OEAlQEolc/s72-c/time+of+their+lives.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-6654450485652213808</id><published>2008-09-15T11:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:23:33.574-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Foster Wallace'/><title type='text'>RIP David Foster Wallace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SM59sKy8WmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/KcBcaAM_7rc/s1600-h/DFW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246268813698947682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SM59sKy8WmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/KcBcaAM_7rc/s320/DFW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have nothing snarky to say about &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/14/books/14wallace.html?ref=us"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Infinite Jest &lt;/em&gt;was always one of the books that sat on my bookshelf, taunting me because, as much as I wanted to read it, I just couldn't ever seem to undertake the huge task of it. Much like James Joyce's &lt;em&gt;Ulysses&lt;/em&gt;. But, although I have never read it, I've heard from enough people who have to know that we just lost a great writer. RIP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-6654450485652213808?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6654450485652213808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=6654450485652213808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6654450485652213808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6654450485652213808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/rip-david-foster-wallace.html' title='RIP David Foster Wallace'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SM59sKy8WmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/KcBcaAM_7rc/s72-c/DFW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-7822482568381718004</id><published>2008-09-15T10:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:06:40.374-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PPA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>PPA Party (AKA Free Booze)</title><content type='html'>For this week's literary event, I'm going the easy route. The PPA Cocktail Party is tonight, so if you can get your boss to cough up $75 ($65 for members), head on over to &lt;a href="http://www.figandolive.com/restaurants.php"&gt;Fig &amp;amp; Olive Fifth Avenue &lt;/a&gt;at 6 pm for free drinks, free snacks, and tons of publicity people crammed into one space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-7822482568381718004?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7822482568381718004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=7822482568381718004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7822482568381718004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7822482568381718004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/ppa-party-aka-free-booze.html' title='PPA Party (AKA Free Booze)'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-8335694005874555636</id><published>2008-09-12T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:22:00.973-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy of Sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Joy of Sex (UPDATED!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMlxqksHiQI/AAAAAAAAAUs/__lMCuDxY0c/s1600-h/joyofsex220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244848217266817282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMlxqksHiQI/AAAAAAAAAUs/__lMCuDxY0c/s320/joyofsex220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG, &lt;em&gt;The Joy of Sex&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2008/sep/09/healthmindandbody.relationships?gusrc=rss&amp;amp;feed=worldnews"&gt;has been updated&lt;/a&gt;. How effing cool is that? Psychologist Susan Quilliam has added 43 new sections and put a larger focus on bringing joy to the ladies. Apparently, the original had just four sentences on the clitoris so obvi, that had to change. We've also got info on cybersex and equine roleplay (really?). The power of the big toe remains, which, btw, is totally news to me. But, apparently, "The pad of the male big toe applied to the clitoris or the vulva generally is a magnificent erotic instrument." Damn! I have been missing out. Although do you ask your partner to wash his feet first? I mean, what if he's been wearing flip-flops? Do I want NYC street germs rubbing against my private parts? Sigh. So many questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, bizarrely, there's also a section devoted to penis injuries caused by vacuum cleaners. Ouch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Paige Sexie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-8335694005874555636?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8335694005874555636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=8335694005874555636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8335694005874555636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8335694005874555636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/joy-of-sex-updated.html' title='Joy of Sex (UPDATED!)'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMlxqksHiQI/AAAAAAAAAUs/__lMCuDxY0c/s72-c/joyofsex220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-5427908517127307555</id><published>2008-09-12T10:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:16:00.760-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publicity'/><title type='text'>Publicity Relations Explained via The Swivet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMmQ81EE4kI/AAAAAAAAAU8/bAPAQdwa1T8/s1600-h/pita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244882615760380482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMmQ81EE4kI/AAAAAAAAAU8/bAPAQdwa1T8/s320/pita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://theswivet.blogspot.com/2008/09/pimpin-your-book-how-to-work.html"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; was just passed along to me, and I thought you guys would appreciate in. Colleen Lindsay has started a Pimpin' Your Book series over at &lt;a href="http://theswivet.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Swivet&lt;/a&gt;, and one of her latest entries is about how to work effectively with your publicist. Recommended reading for all current and want-to-be authors. Some choice tips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1. Don't be a prima donna: Nobody likes a prima donna. Think about about what you're asking for before you ask. Is it really necessary or did someone tell you that this is what you're supposed to ask for as an author? Difficult, high-maintenance authors develop a reputation with publicists, booksellers, producers, media escorts and other authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't call your publicist several times a day with new questions. Don't send your publicist more than one email a day. Instead, gather up as many of your questions as possible into one email, and then wait for an answer before sending off another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't forget to say thank you: It's not necessary to buy your publicist or editor or marketing person a gift. But it's absolutely proper to send a thank-you note or email after your campaign is over. And you'd be surprised at how often authors don't do this. Say thank you. It'll go a very long way toward earning you respect as a professional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's also an explanation of the publicity timeline, etc. but I have decided that the above really are the most important. Don't be a pain in my ass and buy me stuff (technically not necessary but I will like you better). We'll get along just fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Editor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-5427908517127307555?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5427908517127307555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=5427908517127307555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5427908517127307555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5427908517127307555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/publicity-relations-explained-via.html' title='Publicity Relations Explained via The Swivet'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMmQ81EE4kI/AAAAAAAAAU8/bAPAQdwa1T8/s72-c/pita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-7584246452564710468</id><published>2008-09-11T15:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T15:47:55.895-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill Clegg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Carr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book deals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoirs'/><title type='text'>Crack: Apparently Not Whack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMl1lvwSxAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/c6M79QPc8HY/s1600-h/crackhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244852532384285698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMl1lvwSxAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/c6M79QPc8HY/s320/crackhouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Umm, when did crack become the new black? Seriously people. CRACK? Look, I like some drugs as much as the next person, but, guys, it's one thing to smoke a joint with friends or a do a line of coke at a party...it's another to start carrying around a crack pipe. Where do you even buy crack? How do you even stumble into this? Like, one day, you're leaving Babbo and are all, oh, hey, I think I'll buy some crack from that dude over there. Looks like fun. Christ almightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, sorry. That rant was caused by the fact that, right on the heels of &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt; journalist &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/20/magazine/20Carr-t.html"&gt;David Carr's admission&lt;/a&gt; that he was womanizing, abusive, and all around bad person/crack addict, Bill Clegg is also &lt;a href="http://www.observer.com/2008/media/after-carr-clegg"&gt;coming out of the crack closet&lt;/a&gt;. We all remember when he disappeared in 2005, although I don't really remember caring very much. Well, apparently, he was off doing crack and then getting clean. But do I care? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did these guys just read &lt;em&gt;A Million Little Pieces&lt;/em&gt; and think, dude, I can totally up that, and mine will be true? Or is there really just a big market out there for the old "I'm a drug addict" memoir? Are we all so interested in seeing just how far people will fall before they come back and write a tell-all book about the experience? If so, I gotta up my alcohol abuse so I can get a sweet book deal out of it. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Smashed-Drunken-Girlhood-Koren-Zailckas/dp/0670033766"&gt;Oh wait&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Promotron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-7584246452564710468?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7584246452564710468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=7584246452564710468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7584246452564710468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7584246452564710468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/crack-apparently-not-whack.html' title='Crack: Apparently Not Whack'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMl1lvwSxAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/c6M79QPc8HY/s72-c/crackhouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-6010572750982697670</id><published>2008-09-11T15:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T15:22:41.993-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gotham Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcella Hazan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York TImes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoirs'/><title type='text'>Pasta and Cigarettes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMlv46eWJdI/AAAAAAAAAUk/V0YBHZDSEwo/s1600-h/amarcord.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244846264609547730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMlv46eWJdI/AAAAAAAAAUk/V0YBHZDSEwo/s320/amarcord.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awww, &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/10/dining/10hazan.html?pagewanted=1&amp;amp;_r=2"&gt;this story&lt;/a&gt; just made my cold heart melt a little. The &lt;em&gt;Times&lt;/em&gt; did a profile piece on legendary chef and cookbook author Marcella Hazan and her husband, Victor. The two are publishing a memoir next month (her words, his translation) from Gotham Books called &lt;em&gt;Amarcord: Marcella Remembers&lt;/em&gt;. Although the couple is known for their fights (with each other as well as people who have worked with them in the past), the article makes it clear that the two are still very much in love -- and each other's inspirations. The best part is? Marcella lifestyle includes "a parade of Marlboro Lights and afternoon shots of Gentleman Jack whiskey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention that she is 84? I'm not sure what I'm most jealous of: her ability to cook delish food, her longterm marriage, all the money she must have, or the fact that she's 84 and still able to live on cigarettes and bourbon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-6010572750982697670?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6010572750982697670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=6010572750982697670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6010572750982697670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6010572750982697670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/pasta-and-cigarettes.html' title='Pasta and Cigarettes'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMlv46eWJdI/AAAAAAAAAUk/V0YBHZDSEwo/s72-c/amarcord.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-646387561471301658</id><published>2008-09-11T14:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T15:01:06.275-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Margaret Atwood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Palin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jezebel'/><title type='text'>Sarah Palin and the Handmaid's Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMlq1Yok-_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/0I-EIbwafwM/s1600-h/atwood.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244840706427911154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMlq1Yok-_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/0I-EIbwafwM/s320/atwood.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bt dubs, Jezebel has an interesting post comparing the candidacy of Sarah Palin to Margaret Atwood's &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://jezebel.com/5048207/dying-of-too-much-choice-sarah-palin-and-the-handmaids-tale"&gt;The Handmaid's Tale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It's a bit stretching in parts, but interesting none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The conclusion is this: &lt;em&gt;But Palin does want to deprive women of the right to decide what we do with our bodies. And as&lt;/em&gt; The Handmaid's Tale&lt;em&gt; shows, women who want to take power away from women should be careful what they wish for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://jezebel.com/5048207/dying-of-too-much-choice-sarah-palin-and-the-handmaids-tale"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do tell, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Editor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-646387561471301658?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/646387561471301658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=646387561471301658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/646387561471301658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/646387561471301658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/sarah-palin-and-handmaids-tale.html' title='Sarah Palin and the Handmaid&apos;s Tale'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMlq1Yok-_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/0I-EIbwafwM/s72-c/atwood.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-7545046985448947341</id><published>2008-09-11T14:17:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:25:56.931-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book deals'/><title type='text'>And the world just got a little bit more ridic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMlh8V6vScI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kDa-4WqLDD8/s1600-h/the+hills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244830930353211842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMlh8V6vScI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kDa-4WqLDD8/s320/the+hills.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren Conrad (fashion "designer" and star of "reality" show &lt;em&gt;The Hills&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;just signed &lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20224871,00.html?xid=rss-topheadlines"&gt;a three-book deal&lt;/a&gt; with Harper Collins to write a YA series &lt;a href="http://www.usmagazine.com/news/lauren-conrad-lands-a-three-book-deal"&gt;based on her life&lt;/a&gt;. The worst part is, I'm totally going to read it. It's going to be horrific, but so is the show and I just can't seem to turn away. Oooo, what if they make a movie based on the book that's based on the life she pretends to lead on her show? I think I just broke my brain with that one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. LC has apparently already outlined the first book. I wonder if she's using the book above as a reference?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-7545046985448947341?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7545046985448947341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=7545046985448947341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7545046985448947341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7545046985448947341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-world-just-got-little-bit-more.html' title='And the world just got a little bit more ridic'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMlh8V6vScI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kDa-4WqLDD8/s72-c/the+hills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-696684533147289727</id><published>2008-09-10T12:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:03:16.420-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salman Rushdie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NY Mag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book reviewers'/><title type='text'>Sutherland doesn't like curried books after all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMfhhBNKaoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/ySVQ53PcOH8/s1600-h/sutherland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244408248471808642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMfhhBNKaoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/ySVQ53PcOH8/s320/sutherland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, yesterday, I started writing this totes amusing post about book critic John Sutherland and how he backed down from his original claim that "If &lt;em&gt;The Enchantress of Florence&lt;/em&gt; doesn't win this year's Man Booker I'll curry my proof copy and eat it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As everyone has heard by now, Rushdie's newest novel was not nominated (according to jury chair Michael Portillo, "In the opinion of [the judges] taken together, Salman Rushdie's was not one of the top six books for us. We didn't have a huge debate about it."), and Sutherland has totally backed down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, since I was a little slow to actually finish the post and send it to the Editor to put up, I have realized that NY Mag's Vulture section already &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/entertainment/2008/09/john_sutherland_chickens_out_w.html"&gt;wrote it&lt;/a&gt; for me. Rather than try to top them, I'll just repost it here for your reading pleasure (I have also stolen their handy art work).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Back in April, reviewing Salman Rushdie's most recent novel in the pages of the Financial Times, book critic John Sutherland — even though he admitted to not understanding its plot — made this bold promise: "If &lt;em&gt;The Enchantress of Florence&lt;/em&gt; doesn't win this year's Man Booker I'll curry my proof copy and eat it." Today, however, after the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/entertainment/2008/09/booker_prize_shortlist_announc.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Rushdie-less Booker short list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; was announced, Sutherland &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2008/sep/09/bookerprize.awardsandprizes?gusrc=rss&amp;amp;feed=books"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;reneged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;: "I vowed — publicly — to curry and eat my proof copy of The Enchantress of Florence if it didn't win. It won't. And I won't. So there." Shameful! We suppose we could understand if he were backing out of eating a tough, chewy stitch-bound hardcover first edition — but this is a soft-cover proof copy! Those things are delicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-696684533147289727?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/696684533147289727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=696684533147289727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/696684533147289727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/696684533147289727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/sutherland-doesnt-like-curried-books.html' title='Sutherland doesn&apos;t like curried books after all'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMfhhBNKaoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/ySVQ53PcOH8/s72-c/sutherland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-5282628743792176727</id><published>2008-09-10T10:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T10:54:35.602-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SSE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession'/><title type='text'>S&amp;S is going to hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMffI817V6I/AAAAAAAAAUE/9gpGbOxZLVE/s1600-h/sex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244405635960493986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMffI817V6I/AAAAAAAAAUE/9gpGbOxZLVE/s320/sex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently Simon Spotlight Entertainment has a new book coming out which has &lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/09102008/gossip/pagesix/sex_book_has_church_a_twitter_128376.htm"&gt;royally pissed off&lt;/a&gt; the Catholic Church. In "101 Places To Have Sex Before You Die," one of the places listed is in a confessional booth. My favorite quote? From Catholic League president Bill Donohue: "The kind of people who would have sex in the confessional would also have sex in a graveyard. And I don't mean with each other." Zing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I personally can't wait to get my hands on a copy (call me!), which apparently has a check-list and a place for notes. I'm hoping that I've had sex in at least 20% of the places...although at this point, I'm sad to say, I can't cross the confessional booth off. But, hey, there's still plenty of time and plenty of sex to be had!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Paige Sexie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-5282628743792176727?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5282628743792176727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=5282628743792176727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5282628743792176727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5282628743792176727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/s-is-going-to-hell.html' title='S&amp;S is going to hell'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMffI817V6I/AAAAAAAAAUE/9gpGbOxZLVE/s72-c/sex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-3637291045172996054</id><published>2008-09-08T16:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T16:56:06.453-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rakesh Satyal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><title type='text'>Rakesh's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243757162349916274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMWRW0ZG8HI/AAAAAAAAAT8/4MaDSvAku40/s320/rakesh2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This week's literary event is the &lt;a href="http://www.evite.com/pages/invite/viewInvite.jsp?event=CLCGULIOQOHIWSAHMKAE&amp;amp;unknownUser=true"&gt;Golden Birthday&lt;/a&gt; of everyone's favorite editor, singer, and novelist ... Mr. Rakesh Satyal. Since his evite list already includes over 400 of his nearest and dearest, I figured he wouldn't mind a slunch shout-out and a couple extra people present to buy him drinks. The Brooklyn Inn, this Saturday, 9 pm. See you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-3637291045172996054?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3637291045172996054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=3637291045172996054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3637291045172996054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3637291045172996054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/rakeshs-birthday.html' title='Rakesh&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMWRW0ZG8HI/AAAAAAAAAT8/4MaDSvAku40/s72-c/rakesh2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-8453232530343270325</id><published>2008-09-05T12:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T12:17:01.095-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roald Dahl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career change'/><title type='text'>Now I can't help thinking B.F.G. was code for something naughty...</title><content type='html'>I just got this link in my inbox, and had to repost for y'all. Apparently, Roald Dahl (ya know, the guy that brought us &lt;em&gt;Matilda&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The B.F.G.&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;James &amp;amp; The Giant Beach&lt;/em&gt;, and the Willy Wonka books) was apparently a SPY! And not just your run of the mill boring James Bond spy -- &lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/2655185/Roald-Dahls-seductive-work-as-a-British-spy.html"&gt;A SEX SPY&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some choice tidbits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Dahl] begged his superiors to take him off the assignment, only to be told to get back into the bedroom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I think he slept with everybody on the east and west coasts that [was worth] more than $50,000 a year."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Despite Dahl's reputation as "one of the biggest cocksmen in America"...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say, is that I wrote a book report in elementary school on &lt;em&gt;Matilda&lt;/em&gt; and I wish I had done my author bio research more thoroughly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Ladytron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-8453232530343270325?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8453232530343270325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=8453232530343270325&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8453232530343270325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8453232530343270325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/now-i-cant-help-thinking-bfg-was-code.html' title='Now I can&apos;t help thinking B.F.G. was code for something naughty...'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-8677836676083200011</id><published>2008-09-04T13:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:13:27.596-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book leaks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lynne Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoirs'/><title type='text'>Oh, Lynne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMAk6leTqlI/AAAAAAAAATs/NM2jEn7E2FA/s1600-h/lynne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242230555169499730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMAk6leTqlI/AAAAAAAAATs/NM2jEn7E2FA/s320/lynne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/showbiz/bizarre/usa/article1645213.ece#OTC-RSS&amp;amp;ATTR=USA"&gt;Jesus, Lynne&lt;/a&gt;. It's not enough that you drove both of your children into the horrific world of show biz, apparently couldn't teach little Jamie Lynne about birth control, and totally abandoned your eldest daughter when she went crazy? I mean, at least there's no "Living Spears" show out there, but I'm sure if you'd thought of it before Dina Lohan, you would have been all over that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, your "&lt;a href="http://slunch.blogspot.com/search?q=lynne+spears"&gt;parenting memoir&lt;/a&gt;" (which I believe is how it was &lt;a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/galleycat/new_upcoming/britneys_mom_sold_a_parenting_memoir_69799.asp"&gt;originally shopped around&lt;/a&gt;) is basically a tell-all about your mentally unstable daughter who is only better because her former-boozy dad stepped into to save her? Have you no shame woman? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, because I apparently have no shame either, some tid bits from the leaked pages:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brit lost her virginity at 14 to her high school football boyfriend. He was 18 (ahem. statutory rape. cough). So I guess Justin didn't get to take her v-card after all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brit started drinking back in the Mouseketeer days - at 13. Christ, even I didn't get drunk for the first time until I was 15...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...which is apparently the age when Britney discovered drugs, after going to L.A. to record &lt;em&gt;Baby One More Time &lt;/em&gt;(which I own and still listen to. "You drive me craaaaazy.")&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;At 16, Brit stepped it up a notch and was caught with coke and pot on a private jet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, also, Lynne feels REAL BAD about the whole thing and kinda blames herself. Yeah, so does everyone else, Lynne. So does everyone else. At least you didn't put a picture of Brit being wheeled off to crazytown on the cover. That's about the nicest thing I can say at this point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Paige Sexie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-8677836676083200011?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8677836676083200011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=8677836676083200011&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8677836676083200011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8677836676083200011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-lynne.html' title='Oh, Lynne'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SMAk6leTqlI/AAAAAAAAATs/NM2jEn7E2FA/s72-c/lynne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-4499130608145002476</id><published>2008-09-02T11:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T12:22:08.815-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WordSmith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert olen butler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decatur Book Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eric Jerome Dickey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book signings'/><title type='text'>Report from DBF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SL1m7kGryUI/AAAAAAAAATk/-FCFhhH0x-Q/s1600-h/dbf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241458714819152194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SL1m7kGryUI/AAAAAAAAATk/-FCFhhH0x-Q/s320/dbf.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I didn't make it to the &lt;a href="http://www.decaturbookfestival.com/2008/index.php"&gt;Decatur Book Festival &lt;/a&gt;this year because...well, I went to the beach instead. Sue me. But, I did ask people I knew there to send me tidbits, so here are the bits of news that have filtered back. I can vouch for none of these things, but, hey, can I ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. WordSmith sucks. AGAIN. I posted something vaguely snarky about them &lt;a href="http://slunch.blogspot.com/2007/09/psst-guess-what-southerners-just-as.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt; and was rebutted for being misinformed (which I was, so yes, &lt;a href="http://slunch.blogspot.com/2007/09/mea-culpakinda.html"&gt;my bad&lt;/a&gt;), but this time, I swear it might be true. I heard from several sources that Wordsmith under ordered books for the event, making certain people question why they sacrificed their holiday weekend to sell 30 books instead of say, 200. Or more. I would like to stress that absolutely no one blamed the Festival for this. I only heard good things about it, but people questioned Wordsmith's ordering practices. I'm betting it has to do with Zack's lack of credit with the publishers, not to mention &lt;a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showlist.html?sid=6560&amp;amp;list=CNL9"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Please stop giving them jobs and focus on the other wonderful independent booksellers in ATL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Parties are fun! The party at the Old Courthouse on Saturday was just as entertaining as the previous year's. Organizer Tom Bell should be proud. I heard there was some delish cheese but the describer seemed unsure of what was in it. But yeah, I guess if you go next year, look out for cheese?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Props to the &lt;a href="http://www.dpchurch.org/"&gt;Decatur Presbyterian Church&lt;/a&gt; for hosting events in their sanctuary and chapel that might not seem like such a natural fit...ie, The Pornography of Power or Rick Bragg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Robert Olen Butler's event filled up completely, and apparently he gave a great presentation. I heard that in person though, he seems to grant more attention to the cute single ladies than anyone else. Perhaps ROB is still feeling his way out in the single life? We know subtlety has &lt;a href="http://slunch.blogspot.com/2007/08/not-so-blind-item.html"&gt;not been is strong point&lt;/a&gt; in the past. Or perhaps my source was just an unfortunate victim of too much free booze?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Eric Jerome Dickey was also hanging out and was totes sweet. I've never actually read one of his books, but I have heard they are quite racy. I'm happy to hear that he was quite a gentleman and was not acting in the least bit inappropriately (unlike some people, ahem). In fact, I was told that he was very approachable and more than pleased to chat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. It was hot there. Although, what did you expect by visiting Atlanta in August?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all I've got for now, but let me know if any of you guys made it down south and have anything to add!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-4499130608145002476?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4499130608145002476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=4499130608145002476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4499130608145002476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4499130608145002476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/report-from-dbf.html' title='Report from DBF'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SL1m7kGryUI/AAAAAAAAATk/-FCFhhH0x-Q/s72-c/dbf.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-5576520951257039866</id><published>2008-09-02T11:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:21:54.261-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book leaks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephanie Meyer'/><title type='text'>nooo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SL1ZnQyG1mI/AAAAAAAAATc/sdY4W172Sps/s1600-h/twilight+guide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241444072384026210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SL1ZnQyG1mI/AAAAAAAAATc/sdY4W172Sps/s320/twilight+guide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stephanie Meyer is putting &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/arts/books/story/2008/08/31/meyer-midnightsun-leak.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Midnight Sun &lt;/em&gt;on hold&lt;/a&gt; after an early draft leaked on-line. Why must you do this to me?? And, also, where can I find this draft? Must google...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the non-&lt;em&gt;Twilight &lt;/em&gt;obsessed, &lt;em&gt;Midnight Sun &lt;/em&gt;is the retelling of &lt;em&gt;Twilight &lt;/em&gt;from vampire Edward Cullen's perspective. And yes, some of you may think, why the hell would you want to read the same book just told from a different view point again? Well, all I can say to that is...I don't know. I'm clearly a pathetic human being but damn if I don't love that silly vampire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Paige Sexie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-5576520951257039866?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5576520951257039866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=5576520951257039866&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5576520951257039866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5576520951257039866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/09/nooo.html' title='nooo....'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SL1ZnQyG1mI/AAAAAAAAATc/sdY4W172Sps/s72-c/twilight+guide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-5802607013084563372</id><published>2008-08-26T11:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T11:11:01.457-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books to movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jezebel'/><title type='text'>R&amp;R...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SLQcMyeONPI/AAAAAAAAATU/E-2_ps4vv2Y/s1600-h/r%26r.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238843272571270386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SLQcMyeONPI/AAAAAAAAATU/E-2_ps4vv2Y/s320/r%26r.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, I'm stretching today, but &lt;a href="http://jezebel.com/5040693/ryan--rachel-theyre-back"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; makes me so happy, I must include it. And before you give me shit, &lt;em&gt;The Notebook&lt;/em&gt; was a book before it was a movie that starred Rachel McAdams and Ryan Gosling, and OMFG, "It wasn't over...it still isn't over!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh. Best book adapation EVER. And possibly best real-life romance ever. MAKE IT WORK this time, kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-5802607013084563372?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5802607013084563372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=5802607013084563372&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5802607013084563372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5802607013084563372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/08/r.html' title='R&amp;R...'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SLQcMyeONPI/AAAAAAAAATU/E-2_ps4vv2Y/s72-c/r%26r.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-4295050993759910313</id><published>2008-08-26T10:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:51:10.331-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publicity'/><title type='text'>Word, Molly Friedrich</title><content type='html'>From a Poets &amp;amp; Writer's interview by Jofie Ferrari-Adler with literary agent Molly Friedrich (from Publishers Lunch via &lt;a href="http://yodiwan.wordpress.com/2008/08/26/morning-brief-tuesday-august-26/"&gt;The Book Publicity Blog&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Q: Did you like doing publicity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: In my opinion, the two jobs that are the most exhausting in this business are the jobs of the foreign scout and the publicist. The reason is that there is never an end to the job. If you're a scout, there is always another book you can cover, another house you can do well by, another report you can write. &lt;strong&gt;If you're a publicist, for every eighty letters you write, and eighty ideas you try, there are seventy-nine that don't work. But the only ones that the author hears about–and the editor hears about and your boss hears about–are the ones that work. It is a thankless and really difficult job. &lt;/strong&gt;But I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Amen, sister. That's all I gotta say. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Ladytron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-4295050993759910313?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4295050993759910313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=4295050993759910313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4295050993759910313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4295050993759910313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/08/word-molly-friedrich.html' title='Word, Molly Friedrich'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-6227617049205309445</id><published>2008-08-21T17:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T17:34:22.992-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gotham Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossip'/><title type='text'>And the mystery couple is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SK3d5Cdd1LI/AAAAAAAAATM/8e9QIm7Cgoo/s1600-h/i-can-has-marriage-wer-iz-mah-caek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237085913684497586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SK3d5Cdd1LI/AAAAAAAAATM/8e9QIm7Cgoo/s320/i-can-has-marriage-wer-iz-mah-caek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The news just hit Facebook, so I suppose it's official. The 375 couple? None other than Gotham Books' editorial staffers, Patrick Mulligan (AKA, the LOLcat book editor) and Brianne Ramagosa. The two have announced their engagement to co-workers and Facebook friends alike. Mazel tov!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Paige Sexie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-6227617049205309445?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6227617049205309445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=6227617049205309445&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6227617049205309445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6227617049205309445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-mystery-couple-is.html' title='And the mystery couple is...'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SK3d5Cdd1LI/AAAAAAAAATM/8e9QIm7Cgoo/s72-c/i-can-has-marriage-wer-iz-mah-caek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-5613123939664920979</id><published>2008-08-21T11:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T14:05:29.208-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='find a paramour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Penguin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossip'/><title type='text'>Penguin wants to help you get laid</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237032628706871442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SK2tbcc0CJI/AAAAAAAAATE/duenKQUKnT8/s320/busy+penguin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;OMG, Penguin is getting into the &lt;a href="http://www.thebookseller.com/news/65516-penguin-launches-dating-website.html"&gt;matchmaking biz&lt;/a&gt;. Apparently, publishing &lt;a href="http://www.thebookseller.com/news/65516-penguin-launches-dating-website.html"&gt;horrific books&lt;/a&gt; on how to find a man isn't enough...now, the publishing house is trying to directly hook you up with a book-reading mate via a new partnership with Match.com. I'm tempted to sign up and start a weekly series on here detailing how well it works...to bad there's no slunch expense account. On the plus side, you can sign up for free! However, to contact anyone ya gotta pay. Suck. Don't they know that us "book-lovers" don't make any money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Paige Sexie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Speaking of penguin romance, I hear congratulations may be in order soon for a clandestine couple over at 375 Hudson. More to come on that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-5613123939664920979?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5613123939664920979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=5613123939664920979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5613123939664920979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5613123939664920979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/08/penguin-wants-to-help-you-get-laid.html' title='Penguin wants to help you get laid'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SK2tbcc0CJI/AAAAAAAAATE/duenKQUKnT8/s72-c/busy+penguin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-4004585287854357595</id><published>2008-08-21T10:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T14:09:18.215-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry my bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slacker'/><title type='text'>And...we're back</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of communication, all! I went on vacation, and apparently, the other slunchies cannot be motivated to post in my absence. But I am back, and hopefully, so are more regular posts. Anyone have a last minute idea for this week's literary event?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do tell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Editor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-4004585287854357595?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4004585287854357595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=4004585287854357595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4004585287854357595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4004585287854357595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/08/andwere-back.html' title='And...we&apos;re back'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-2783267541397277074</id><published>2008-08-09T23:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:45:38.052-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gotham Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Run&apos;s House'/><title type='text'>Run's House: A Show Devoted to Gotham Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SJ5kHS_8ZHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/H93KAg_iVd0/s1600-h/russell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232729893572994162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SJ5kHS_8ZHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/H93KAg_iVd0/s320/russell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I finally got around to watching the “Run’s House” episode that features special guest appearances by Penguin peeps. I had read that Gotham publisher Bill Shinker was going to appear, but I was pleasantly surprised to see that some of the audio people got screen time as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, I’m not a regular watcher of “Run’s House” so I have no idea if Russell Simmons makes regular cameos on the show. But, I found it to be a fascinating coincidence that on the show devoted to Run and Mrs. Run’s new book, Russell appeared and managed to hand mini-Run a copy of HIS book as inspiration. Published by who? Gotham Books, of course. Hmm….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Paige Sexie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-2783267541397277074?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2783267541397277074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=2783267541397277074&amp;isPopup=true' title='61 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/2783267541397277074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/2783267541397277074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/08/runs-house-show-devoted-to-gotham-books.html' title='Run&apos;s House: A Show Devoted to Gotham Books'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SJ5kHS_8ZHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/H93KAg_iVd0/s72-c/russell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>61</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-1973716751353877104</id><published>2008-08-04T13:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:48:29.786-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salman Rushdie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Padma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book rage'/><title type='text'>What would Padma say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SJdOZm8hqgI/AAAAAAAAAS0/7g1N0ABI5gg/s1600-h/SalmanRushdie6ofClubs-706795.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230735694072228354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SJdOZm8hqgI/AAAAAAAAAS0/7g1N0ABI5gg/s320/SalmanRushdie6ofClubs-706795.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's a new book coming out from Salman Rushdie's former bodyguard, Ron Evans, and Rushdie is &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2008/aug/02/salmanrushdie.fiction1"&gt;PISSED&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Her Majesty's Service &lt;/em&gt;apparently portrays Rushdie (or "Scruffy," as Evans claims Salman was nicknamed) as "mean, nasty, tightfisted, arrogant and extremely unpleasant" - basically, an all around d-bag. Rushdie was under police protection for nine years after the uptight peeps in Iran declared a &lt;em&gt;fatwa&lt;/em&gt; on him for writing &lt;em&gt;The Satanic Verses &lt;/em&gt;(awesome book, btw).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of ignoring the "slanderous" book like most celebrities, Scruffy has decided to bring more attention to it by suing. I mean, I'm sure it has some exaggerations (or outright lies), but I think suing is probably a bad idea. I wouldn't have given this book a second look, and now I'm all, ooo, what's in there that Scruffy doesn't want me to see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get me wrong. I like Rushdie. He's a fantastic writer. And I met him once at a &lt;a href="http://www.pen.org/page.php/prmID/1096"&gt;PEN World Voices&lt;/a&gt; thing and he seemed like a cool dude. He did have a runny nose though, so I probably would have named him Snuffly if I'd been in on the nickname giving, but hey, maybe that was the exception rather than the rule. Most importantly though, the man &lt;a href="http://wiredblogs.typepad.com/sterling/rushdie.jpg"&gt;was married&lt;/a&gt; to Padma Lakshmi. As in former supermodel, hot Top Chef hostess, and &lt;a href="http://www.bestweekever.tv/2007/01/26/bwe-exclusive-padma-lakshmi-is-a-literal-pothead/"&gt;probable stoner&lt;/a&gt; Padma Lakshmi. And really, if a dude that looks like Rushdie can get her, well, I just think he's probably not bad enough to be &lt;a href="http://www.dailyrecord.co.uk/news/uk-world-news/2008/07/28/protection-cops-locked-salman-rushdie-in-a-cupboard-to-go-for-a-pint-86908-20674146/"&gt;locked in a cupboard by his bodyguards&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-1973716751353877104?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1973716751353877104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=1973716751353877104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/1973716751353877104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/1973716751353877104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-would-padma-say.html' title='What would Padma say?'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SJdOZm8hqgI/AAAAAAAAAS0/7g1N0ABI5gg/s72-c/SalmanRushdie6ofClubs-706795.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-1300584814075063950</id><published>2008-07-30T14:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T14:13:22.312-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babytron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books to movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter Trailer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sBGbKCm_pQQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sBGbKCm_pQQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This could well be the nerdiest day at Slunch ever but we can we do. Today the new Harry Potter trailer was unleashed and if you haven’t seen it yet then I’m sorry what are you doing? Actual work? Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the trailer we got glimpses of young He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named (go ahead say it – I dare you) and Dumbledore fighting off an army of Inferi and Harry looking all stressed out. The whole thing gave me chills – but as you all know I’m a sucker for movie trailers. However it did bring up some questions – like where is the romance? And did we even see Hermione – that’s odd And WTF – Where was Alan Rickman?  There are some things I feel strongly about and Alan Rickman is one them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did you all think? Excited? Don’t care? Let’s hear it – I’ll check back after I’ve watched the trailer a couple more times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--Babytron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-1300584814075063950?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1300584814075063950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=1300584814075063950&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/1300584814075063950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/1300584814075063950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/harry-potter-trailer.html' title='Harry Potter Trailer!'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-8847159289578380186</id><published>2008-07-30T11:10:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:37:50.116-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paige Sexie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babytron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephanie Meyer'/><title type='text'>Breaking Dawn Release</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SJCIWYzvvOI/AAAAAAAAASs/N7XE81GtzvE/s1600-h/bdcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228829085575134434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SJCIWYzvvOI/AAAAAAAAASs/N7XE81GtzvE/s320/bdcover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As some of you loyal readers may remember that one our first posts was about the &lt;a href="http://slunch.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-hell.html"&gt;Harry Potter Book 7 Release&lt;/a&gt;. In honor of that, I'm making this week's literary event, the most anticipated release party since that INSANE event. That's right, folks. Stephanie Meyer's &lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/breakingdawn.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;is being released this Friday - and the &lt;a href="http://storelocator.barnesandnoble.com/find_a_special_event.do%3Bjsessionid%3DE701A292D7C4FC093F2B04"&gt;midnight buying frenzy&lt;/a&gt; is back. I've never actually read any of these books, but Paige Sexie, Ladytron, and &lt;a href="http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-it-begins.html"&gt;Babytron&lt;/a&gt; swear by them. Well, maybe swear by is a bit strong, but they seem quite obsessed. So, in honor of them (and Ms. Meyer), dress up and line up to learn the fate of Bella, Edward, Jacob and the rest of those crazy vampire/werewolf kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It remains to be seen, however, if Ladytron will once again brave the masses to report on the chaos for us. She seemed quite frightened at the idea of lining up in Union Square again. So if any of you slunch fans attend a party, feel free to send something in to us! And look for a review of the new book in the next week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do tell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Editor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-8847159289578380186?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8847159289578380186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=8847159289578380186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8847159289578380186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8847159289578380186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/breaking-dawn-release.html' title='Breaking Dawn Release'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SJCIWYzvvOI/AAAAAAAAASs/N7XE81GtzvE/s72-c/bdcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-8025057435579470481</id><published>2008-07-30T10:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:04:46.994-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turnover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry my bad'/><title type='text'>Houghton Mifflin Harcourt Sees the Error of Its Ways? (UPDATE: No)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SJCClELzG1I/AAAAAAAAASk/gxgpKCz5U7I/s1600-h/layoffs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228822740667145042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SJCClELzG1I/AAAAAAAAASk/gxgpKCz5U7I/s320/layoffs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was just skimming yesterday's Publishers Lunch (no matter how many times I whitelist it, PL always gets caught in my spam filter), and I noticed &lt;a href="http://www.publishersmarketplace.com/cgi-bin/displayJob.pl?job_no=5442"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Apparently, after laying off &lt;a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/galleycat/party_hopping/scene_newman_party_leads_to_harcourt_news_84870.asp"&gt;half the publicity staff&lt;/a&gt; in the merger, HMH is now hiring a senior publicist. I'm sure that all of those still looking for a job are thrilled to hear that. Could HMH (specifically, Lori Glazer) have finally realized that doubling their list without doubling their staff was a mistake? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Ok, apparently someone left. Which makes this whole post kind of pointless. Oh well. Except, hey guys, there's a senior publicist job out there! Apply. Or maybe they can hire one of their old employees back? I'm sure the severance must have run out by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-8025057435579470481?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8025057435579470481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=8025057435579470481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8025057435579470481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8025057435579470481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/houghton-mifflin-harcourt-sees-error-of.html' title='Houghton Mifflin Harcourt Sees the Error of Its Ways? (UPDATE: No)'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SJCClELzG1I/AAAAAAAAASk/gxgpKCz5U7I/s72-c/layoffs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-2051008827301199758</id><published>2008-07-27T23:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:08:06.181-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugh'/><title type='text'>Oh, Deathtron</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SI1E6wTBRII/AAAAAAAAASc/RQ0revnStuE/s1600-h/marketing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227910518634792066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SI1E6wTBRII/AAAAAAAAASc/RQ0revnStuE/s320/marketing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In response to Deathtron's latest, I just had to say something. It's quite possibly all the lemon vodka thingies I've been having tonight, but I agree. I do. And it makes me a little bit sad that this is my job. Because some days it does truly suck. There are authors or bosses who can suck the life out of it - and make me doubt that I'm any good at it. And I hate that. It pisses me off more than I can say, especially when it's one of those authors that I have made a priority. Deathtron is right in the fact that we're all overworked, and that there are just too many damn books for anyone to do a decent job. But when one of the authors who I have focused on, who I have pitched to hundreds of outlets, who I have gone above and beyond for...well, when they question my "commitment" to a project. Yeah, it's enough to make me want to throw in the towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But...there is something great about some authors that makes it worth while. The ones that appreciate every little thing you do. Unfortunately, some authors are horrific. You can try and try, and no one cares about the book - and the author thinks it's because you're not putting the effort in. That you're emailing instead of calling, or not calling or emailing enough. And the fact is, that at least from what I've experienced, that people you are pitching to either want the book or not. And I'm not going to mess up my relationship with a reviewer because Author X thinks the best way to handle it is to call them everyday. I know that reviewers and producers are overworked as well. Mostly because people like us are harassing them everyday with books or stories they don't care about. But I like to think that it's understood that I'm going to try this idea out on you, and if you don't like it, then I won't bug you again. And the times I do have a story you like, then we will get along splendidly. But, I'm sorry, authors, I'm not going to make someone so irritated that they NEVER want to like a pitch I send them in the name of harassing them about your book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, your book is important. I get that. you wrote it, it means a lot to you, and I'm publicizing it. If I'm freelance, then I took it on and I obviously want to do a good job because it's my name and my reputation. If I'm in-house, I want to do a good job so I don't get in trouble. WE ARE TRYING. And calls about how you think maybe we could try harder, or maybe we're not doing it right...well, it's not a motivator. It's a turnoff. The authors that are appreciative for what I do, I work that much harder for them. Because I want to prove that I'm worthy of their thank yous. Those of you who criticize....well, I feel guilty and then angry. And it eats away at my self-confidence. And I don't think you want a publicist who is doubting him/herself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yes, Deathtron, there are times when publicity can be a soul-crushing job, and if I had the balls and/or money to leave it, I just might. But, at the end of the day, I do it for those authors that appreciate me. And for the rush of getting the perfect placement for one of my favorites. And for now, those moments of glory are enough for me. And I hope that it will continue to be. And I hope that authors and bosses will keep this is mind (ha ha, 'cause I know that sooo many of them are totally reading this. sigh) - because I've watched people that I know are fantastic at their jobs being broken. And I hate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We do it because we love books and we love our jobs. Please stop ruining it for us. Or we'll all end up like Deathtron. And I, for one, would like to retain enough optimism to keep this up until I'm head of a department with much, much more money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-2051008827301199758?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2051008827301199758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=2051008827301199758&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/2051008827301199758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/2051008827301199758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-deathron.html' title='Oh, Deathtron'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SI1E6wTBRII/AAAAAAAAASc/RQ0revnStuE/s72-c/marketing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-3302404554110010197</id><published>2008-07-25T17:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:24:11.874-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publicity'/><title type='text'>Why I Hate Book Publicity and will Never do it Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SIpBvsudX1I/AAAAAAAAASU/VTStsT5lwDA/s1600-h/lifes+a+bitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SIpBvsudX1I/AAAAAAAAASU/VTStsT5lwDA/s320/lifes+a+bitch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227062605232562002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1) The work  never ends. No matter how much publicity you get for a book, there is always  more to get, something else to do, another person to pitch, news angle to take  advantage of. There is never a sense of completion, just a slow winding down of  how much attention you give an author and their book. I’d like closure for once  in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2) Too many books. You want me to effectively  publicize 5 books a month? Do 3 tours in one month? Ummm, that’s an unreasonable  expectation. Ain’t gonna happen. 1 will get my full attention. 3 will get the  bare minimum. One will totally get lost in the shuffle. I’m tired of not having  the resources, tools and time to do my job effectively. Why doesn’t the biz  realize that it’s publishing too many books for the staff resources to actually  work on? And even worse, publishing books that compete against each other. I can  only pitch so many people so many times before I piss them off. Looking forward  to less stress and getting that krick out of my neck from holding the phone to  my ear with my shoulder from too many conference calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3) Unreasonable  authors and their expectations. Yeah, I know this book is your baby, I know you  spent 3 years writing it, but face it, calling me every day to check the status  on your book is taking away time from working on your book. You’re a first time  author and its mass market and nobody has ever heard of you and really don’t  care. I’m doing my best here. Every one hour meeting with your agent, the editor  and my boss you want to have is an hour I’m not working on your book. Hey, some  of you were a joy to work with and for that I’m thankful but I’m really tired of  dealing with the rest of you. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4) Meetings.  The last place I worked we actually had meetings to discuss what we would say  and cover in our upcoming meeting. I’d say ¼ of my time was spent in planning  meetings, marketing meetings, sales meetings, meeting authors &amp;amp; agents on  potential buys. Enough! I’m done with meetings… unless it’s over lunch or a beer  and you’re buying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5) Quality of  life. I’ve eaten breakfast and lunch at my desk for the last time. I’m turning  in my blackberry so I don’t have to get an email from my boss on the weekend  about something we can easily discuss on Monday. I’m never working late or on  the weekend again after a five day week because there’s too much work to be done  and instead of increasing staff to cover the work load it’s been cut. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’m going to start eating at a proper table…  or over the sink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeah,  I'm sure some of you snarky commenters will be like "geez, what a baby, suck it  up and stop whining. I'm not whining but venting and moving on. If all i did was  just complain and not change anything, well then, you'd be right to taunt me.  However, i'm just sick of the shit and not in a position to change the industry  from the inside so I'm getting out of it. Good luck, suckahs! See you in hell,  or at the bar, which ever is closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Deathtron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-3302404554110010197?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3302404554110010197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=3302404554110010197&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3302404554110010197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3302404554110010197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-i-hate-book-publicity-and-will.html' title='Why I Hate Book Publicity and will Never do it Again'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SIpBvsudX1I/AAAAAAAAASU/VTStsT5lwDA/s72-c/lifes+a+bitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-1249745397834220710</id><published>2008-07-21T12:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T13:49:04.794-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NY Mag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mentors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Gessen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily Gould'/><title type='text'>Jessica Roy and the Literati</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SITLpptU9II/AAAAAAAAASM/_ds2Df2v2zU/s1600-h/all+the+sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225525384087663746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SITLpptU9II/AAAAAAAAASM/_ds2Df2v2zU/s320/all+the+sad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel like I should post about &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2008/07/au_revoir_new_york_media_scene.html#hp"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, but I'm not even really sure why. By now, most of you have probably read it - and the Gawker/Jezebel/n+1 scene's reaction to it. But to sum up, NYU student, blogger, and want-to-be literati Jessica Roy wrote a piece about her experiences hanging out with the Leon Neyfakh and &lt;a href="http://keithgessen.tumblr.com/"&gt;Keith Gessen&lt;/a&gt; crew for New York Magazine's Daily Intelligencer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a publicist, I'm not part of this scene (although, we all do occasionally overlap. new york is strangely small in that way), but it sums up what I've heard a lot of people say about the industry as a whole. A number of people I've worked with have confessed that they rarely befriend people at their jobs because said co-workers are too pretentious. And it can be true. There are those people that don't have TVs and only listen to NPR and read the Times, and scoff at people like me for watching the Hills. There is a bit of aura of superiority - we publish books after all. We educate people. We produce a product that is meant to make a difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which, if you think about, is kind of ridiculous. Can we really feel superior to the people over at Glamour or Maxim when we're publishing books like "Stuff White People Like" or "lolCats"? It's not as though we're in search of the next great American writer. We're in search of the next great bestseller. And I'm sure Leon or Keith can feel superior to us because, well, Leon covers the industry rather than taking part in it, and Keith runs a "high brow" lit magazine. Oh, and they're writers and highly educated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole thing is just silly. And it's even more silly that we all write about it. That I'm writing about it. That people in New York have become so self-involved with ourselves that we think such things are news-worthy. Emily Gould is not famous. Nor is Keith Gessen. They are famous in a select circle of people, but because of sites like Gawker, the New York media has somehow become convinced that they are. No better than a Julia Allison type fameball, but they can feel superior to her because they've gained their fame for "deep insights" and books, rather than dating columns or talking about celebrities on national TV shows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really know my whole point with this, except that it sits badly with me. It bothers me that a 20 year-old girl was holding these people up as role-models and for what she wanted to be. Look, I read Jezebel and Gawker as much as the next girl - probaby more. And I find it hilarious. But, I would never wake up in the morning and say that my goal is to be Moe or Tracie. Or Sheila or Choire or Nick Denton. Well, maybe Nick Denton. He does have a really sweet apartment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just saddens me that these are the people that college students are looking up to. That these are our mentors. And that, as the book industry, we encourage it by continually publishing their work. People who tumblr and post rants and write pieces about themselves...aren't there better, more-talented, and less self-involved writers out there? Or is that just a contradiction in itself? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-1249745397834220710?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1249745397834220710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=1249745397834220710&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/1249745397834220710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/1249745397834220710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/jessica-roy-and-literati.html' title='Jessica Roy and the Literati'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SITLpptU9II/AAAAAAAAASM/_ds2Df2v2zU/s72-c/all+the+sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-4456748150990853336</id><published>2008-07-21T12:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:53:10.327-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><title type='text'>Drunk to Publishing</title><content type='html'>This week's literary event of the week is brought to you courteous of the crazy kids over at &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/event.php?eid=35983871544&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;Drunk to Publishing&lt;/a&gt;. Celebrate your summer fridays (for those of you that get them) by heading over to the &lt;a href="http://www.parksidelounge.com/happy.html"&gt;Parkside Lounge&lt;/a&gt; (Houston &amp;amp; Ave B) for happy hour with the rest of the slackers in the biz. Happy hour starts at 2 pm and goes until you can no longer walk a straight line...and perhaps even longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do tell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Editor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-4456748150990853336?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4456748150990853336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=4456748150990853336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4456748150990853336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4456748150990853336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/drunk-to-publishing.html' title='Drunk to Publishing'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-1768731724649819152</id><published>2008-07-15T17:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:38:18.607-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Reidy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Heidel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossip'/><title type='text'>Demise of publishing power couple?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SH0XrNz6DOI/AAAAAAAAASE/ctRAWr2ATF4/s1600-h/breaking+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223357174028831970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SH0XrNz6DOI/AAAAAAAAASE/ctRAWr2ATF4/s320/breaking+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Word on the street is that the so-called "&lt;a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/galleycat/party_hopping/scene_tuesday_nights_parties_67365.asp"&gt;publishing power couple&lt;/a&gt;" - Galleycatter Andy Heidel and Soho Press Publicity Director Sarah Reidy - have called it quits. If Reidy's facebook status and &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/serbear37"&gt;twitters&lt;/a&gt; are to be believed, she is definitely single and working through something. When I reached out for comment though, she replied very quickly with, "Fuck you. Don't you dare post about this on slunch," which leads me to believe this rumor is true. Heidel didn't respond to my emails, and sadly, his last &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/heidelblerg"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; update is over a month old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Pagie Sexie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-1768731724649819152?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1768731724649819152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=1768731724649819152&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/1768731724649819152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/1768731724649819152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/demise-of-publishing-power-couple.html' title='Demise of publishing power couple?'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SH0XrNz6DOI/AAAAAAAAASE/ctRAWr2ATF4/s72-c/breaking+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-3859631271564494168</id><published>2008-07-15T16:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:28:13.324-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='galleycat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Larry King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book deals'/><title type='text'>Gas Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SH0IQtqnGYI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-RsbzSNA3fQ/s1600-h/gas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223340226048891266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SH0IQtqnGYI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-RsbzSNA3fQ/s320/gas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently, the Weinstein Company has acquired the rights to Larry King's autobiography. Will this "&lt;a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/galleycat/publishing/larry_king_to_weinstein_hiller_at_la_times_resigns_89210.asp"&gt;definitive biography&lt;/a&gt;" tackle the most pressing question about King? Why, why is he so gassy? Several sources have confirmed that if you have a meeting with King, be prepared for some unpleasant odors to waft your way. Perhaps gas is the secret to living so long? Or maybe it's some side effect of having your suspenders on too tight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-3859631271564494168?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3859631271564494168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=3859631271564494168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3859631271564494168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3859631271564494168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/gas-attack.html' title='Gas Attack'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SH0IQtqnGYI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-RsbzSNA3fQ/s72-c/gas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-2386984936637339334</id><published>2008-07-14T12:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:09:20.792-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Ian Black'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><title type='text'>I love the Michael Ian Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SHt5_5t5C_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Bu2UOm3hDhY/s1600-h/MIB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222902331598244850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SHt5_5t5C_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Bu2UOm3hDhY/s320/MIB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite VH1 comics will be showing up in Bryant Park this Wednesday to say hilarious things and continue his quest to fight David Sedaris. If you haven't read any of this book yet, you should. It's laugh-out-loud-on-the-subway-like-a-crazy-person funny. Oh, and hilarious side note. Amazon is offering the book with Sedaris's new one in the "buy together today" deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Details for this week's literary event below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday, July 16, 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12:30 p.m. – 1:45 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michael Ian Black, &lt;em&gt;My Custom Van (And 46 Other Mind-Blowing Essays That Will Blow Your Mind All Over Your Face)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hosted by: Amelie Gillette, Staff Writer at &lt;em&gt;The Onion&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rev up for comedian, actor, director, blogger, and co-creator of comedy favorites &lt;em&gt;The State&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Stella&lt;/em&gt;, Michael Ian Black, as he presents his debut collection of hilarious irreverent essays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do Tell, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Editor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-2386984936637339334?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2386984936637339334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=2386984936637339334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/2386984936637339334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/2386984936637339334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-michael-ian-black.html' title='I love the Michael Ian Black'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SHt5_5t5C_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Bu2UOm3hDhY/s72-c/MIB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-5217805325452875838</id><published>2008-07-14T11:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:01:05.814-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lying your way to the top'/><title type='text'>Biblical Babbling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SHt4KMLqraI/AAAAAAAAARs/HQqFNDTFkuM/s1600-h/bible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222900309330406818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SHt4KMLqraI/AAAAAAAAARs/HQqFNDTFkuM/s320/bible.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Magazine&lt;/em&gt; has a &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/world/article/0,8599,1820685,00.html?xid=newsletter-weekly"&gt;new article&lt;/a&gt; out a 1st century BC tablet that challenges the idea that Jesus's resurrection was unique. Since the Bible is a book, I'm going to stretch this into the realm of publishing news. As in OMG, did the apostles totes rip off some other author's work? I mean, one of the basic arguments about the resurrection (according to &lt;em&gt;Time&lt;/em&gt;, at least, and I'll go with them since I assume they did research and junk) is that it's unique:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;This, in turn, undermines one of the strongest literary arguments employed by Christians over centuries to support the historicity of the Resurrection (in which they believe on faith): the specificity and novelty of the idea that the Messiah would die on a Friday and rise on a Sunday. Who could make such stuff up?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If certain interpretations of the tablet are to be believed, well, I guess the apostles kinda did. Or at least, stole someone else's miracle and applied it for their own uses. Hmm, well. I guess if that's true, we should all feel a little bad about coming down so hard on Frey, Jones/Seltzer, and all the other fake memorists. If even saints (are the apostles saints? some of them are, right? I mean, except for judas) fall victim to the temptation of a better story, how are we mere humans supposed to do better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. in a preventative measure to ward off hate mail, no, I am not actually equating James Frey with Matthew, Luke, John, etc. it's called sarcasm. please don't write me lectures about the merits of christianity. if you feel that strongly, you shouldn't be reading this blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-5217805325452875838?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5217805325452875838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=5217805325452875838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5217805325452875838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5217805325452875838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/biblical-babbling.html' title='Biblical Babbling'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SHt4KMLqraI/AAAAAAAAARs/HQqFNDTFkuM/s72-c/bible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-5057001108201219449</id><published>2008-07-08T14:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T14:50:07.139-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madonna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book deals'/><title type='text'>Madonna Trumps Books with Her Own Craziness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SHO1p1zWTJI/AAAAAAAAARk/WrtCtNZvzok/s1600-h/madonna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220716123474250898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SHO1p1zWTJI/AAAAAAAAARk/WrtCtNZvzok/s320/madonna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does anyone think that maybe Madonna is acting out in reaction to her brother's new tell-all? Madonna's been kinda boring for the past few years. I mean, the biggest scandal was that she adopted a child. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oooo&lt;/span&gt;. And now, just when news breaks that her estranged brother has written a book for Simon Spotlight Entertainment, boom. She's getting divorced, she's breaking up marriages. Her happy and boring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kaballah&lt;/span&gt;/yoga/family centric existence has disappeared. Coincidence? I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more importantly, do you think Christoper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ciccone&lt;/span&gt; is scrambling to write his follow-up with all this new ammunition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ladytron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-5057001108201219449?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5057001108201219449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=5057001108201219449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5057001108201219449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5057001108201219449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/madonna-trumps-books-with-her-own.html' title='Madonna Trumps Books with Her Own Craziness'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SHO1p1zWTJI/AAAAAAAAARk/WrtCtNZvzok/s72-c/madonna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-4188494330811941794</id><published>2008-07-07T10:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T10:46:55.029-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book signings'/><title type='text'>Motherfuckin' Snakes at a Motherfuckin' Bookstore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGPYghHx-gI/AAAAAAAAAQk/PTlX_1q8r5c/s1600-h/PlushSnake%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216250846583585282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGPYghHx-gI/AAAAAAAAAQk/PTlX_1q8r5c/s320/PlushSnake%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The obvious choice for this week's literary event would be &lt;a href="http://www.thrillerwriters.org/thrillerfest/"&gt;Thrillerfest&lt;/a&gt;, but eh. I doubt any of you will go unless you're working it. Instead, let's go with another &lt;em&gt;thrilling &lt;/em&gt;(ha ha) event: &lt;em&gt;Quick Thrills from Out-of-Towners&lt;/em&gt;. Eight writers (Mario Acavedo, Laura Benedict, J.T. Ellison, Michelle Gagon, Shane Gericke, Tim Maleeny, Alexandra Sokoloff, and the ever-popular Lee Child) this Thursday, 8:00 pm, at the &lt;a href="http://www.bordersstores.com/stores/store_pg.jsp?storeID=200"&gt;Park Avenue Borders&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No booze, I'm afraid, but one lucky reader will win....AN EIGHT FOOT PLUSH SNAKE (yep, that's the actual snake to your right). Rockin'. I've been told, off the record, that you could probably smuggle in your own flask if you wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Editor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-4188494330811941794?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4188494330811941794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=4188494330811941794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4188494330811941794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4188494330811941794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/motherfuckin-snakes-at-motherfuckin.html' title='Motherfuckin&apos; Snakes at a Motherfuckin&apos; Bookstore'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGPYghHx-gI/AAAAAAAAAQk/PTlX_1q8r5c/s72-c/PlushSnake%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-120043864238877555</id><published>2008-07-03T12:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T12:31:26.627-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reverse Cowgirl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publicity whore-not'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily Gould'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cajun Boy'/><title type='text'>More Gould Gossip</title><content type='html'>Thanks to &lt;a href="http://cajunboyinthecity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cajun Boy&lt;/a&gt; for passing this from &lt;a href="http://reversecowgirlblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/balk-porn-and-case-of-purloined.html"&gt;Reverse Cowgirl's blog&lt;/a&gt; our way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Got an email this past weekend in reference to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://reversecowgirlblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-i-say-vomit.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; post. Came from an individual who read Gould's proposal in its entirety. Last weekend, a few folks end up at a bar, gather around a table, and one attendee pulls multiple copies of the proposal from her purse. Said copies are passed around, read, and readers find themselves "collectively aghast at its bone-shattering awfulness." Reportedly, it's "painful" to read. Supposedly, Gould as recently as a week ago declared she wouldn't be writing a memoir because writing 8,000 words about herself was too depressing, and she couldn't imagine writing 80,000 words about herself. I guess this is the part in the post where I'm supposed to say something insightful, but the only thing I can think to say is just because it sucks doesn't mean it won't sell for $250K-plus in a matter of days. I guess that's the breaks when the idiots are driving the clown car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Updated&lt;/strong&gt;: Another anonymous emailer who was present for the proposalakkake concurs: "I was there when that book proposal came out. And I'll tell you with remorse, as someone who has been trying to stick up for Emily: it's abysmal. It makes me sad."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've talked to a couple people who have read the manuscript, and opinions seem to vary from "hideous" to "I enjoyed it." I have yet to get my grubby hands on a manuscript so I can offer no guidance. But, if anyone has one they want to send to the Editor via email, that would be totally sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do tell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Editor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-120043864238877555?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/120043864238877555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=120043864238877555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/120043864238877555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/120043864238877555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-gould-gossip.html' title='More Gould Gossip'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-8295897892043060600</id><published>2008-07-02T16:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T16:22:06.619-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interwebs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slunch news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publicity whore-not'/><title type='text'>Question to the readers...All 5 of you</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I don't think I've ever made any claim to be &lt;em&gt;moral&lt;/em&gt;, per se. But I have a question for you guys. So, apparently, blogger has this ad sense thing where you can allow them to post those google related ads (like that pop up on your gmail) and then they pay you. I imagine it's next to nothing, but hey next to nothing is better than nothing. Is it really loserish to sign up for it? I mean, I like money. But, something really sits funny with me about allowing content I don't approve to pop up based on key words in our posts. What if Slunch ends up inadvertently advertising for Emily's book? Oh, the horrors. Thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do tell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Editor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-8295897892043060600?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8295897892043060600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=8295897892043060600&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8295897892043060600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8295897892043060600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/question-to-readersall-5-of-you.html' title='Question to the readers...All 5 of you'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-707797378974167297</id><published>2008-07-02T13:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T14:07:01.072-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tipsters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sloane Crosley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book deals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily Gould'/><title type='text'>Follow-up to the Sloane/Emily Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGvDnqDVBLI/AAAAAAAAARc/9MKqAR0QyhU/s1600-h/money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218479679309415602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGvDnqDVBLI/AAAAAAAAARc/9MKqAR0QyhU/s320/money.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From you handy tipsters, we have aquired this info: &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Original Publishers Marketplace Deal for Sloane: &lt;em&gt;Vintage/Anchor associate publicity director Sloane Crosley's I WAS TOLD THERE'D BE CAKE, humorous essays about the glamor of inadequacy, to Jennifer Pooley at William Morrow, for publication in fall 2007, by Denise Shannon at Denise Shannon Literary Agency (NA).&lt;/em&gt; Apparently the book was originally more ettiquette themed, and at some point, the focus changed, as did the publisher.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A claim the Emily's book went for $250k, and Sloane's for $75k.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A claim that Sloane's book went for much less than $75k.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can verify is that the book was definitely in the five figure range, based on &lt;a href="http://www.observer.com/2008/when-will-sloane-crosley-quit-her-job"&gt;Leon Neyfakh's May &lt;em&gt;Observer &lt;/em&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;. I think we can safely assume that Emily is at least raking in six figures more than Sloane. Although, the question remains, who will ultimately win? Sloane must have earned out her advance by now, and royalties should start coming in. Depending on what Emily's book does...well, she might never see more than her initial paycheck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do Tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Editor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-707797378974167297?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/707797378974167297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=707797378974167297&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/707797378974167297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/707797378974167297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/follow-up-to-sloaneemily-question.html' title='Follow-up to the Sloane/Emily Question'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGvDnqDVBLI/AAAAAAAAARc/9MKqAR0QyhU/s72-c/money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-5618499244254731978</id><published>2008-07-02T11:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T12:03:03.380-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gawker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='galleycat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book deals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily Gould'/><title type='text'>Gag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGump00Az-I/AAAAAAAAARU/GwvNkJE0cp0/s1600-h/gould.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218447830720499682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGump00Az-I/AAAAAAAAARU/GwvNkJE0cp0/s320/gould.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From Publishers Lunch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Former editor of Gawker.com and author of a recent NYT Magazine cover article on her life online Emily Gould's AND THE HEART SAYS..."WHATEVER", called "an honest, searching and wry set of recollections that together weave a picture of what it's like to be a young person in New York City in the early 2000s," to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="dealmaker" href="http://www.publishersmarketplace.com/cgi-bin/dealmaker.pl?id=1250"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amber Qureshi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="dealmaker" href="http://www.publishersmarketplace.com/cgi-bin/dealmaker.pl?id=2347"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Free Press&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, in a pre-empt, for publication in 2010, by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="dealmaker" href="http://www.publishersmarketplace.com/cgi-bin/dealmaker.pl?id=984"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melissa Flashman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="dealmaker" href="http://www.publishersmarketplace.com/cgi-bin/dealmaker.pl?id=431"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trident Media Group&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; (NA).&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gawker says the deal was for &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/tag/rumormonger/?i=5020802&amp;amp;t=emily-goulds-memoirs"&gt;a million&lt;/a&gt;. Gould (via &lt;a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/galleycat/behind_the_deal/emily_gould_may_have_sold_her_essay_collection_88388.asp?c=rss"&gt;Galleycat&lt;/a&gt;) denied the figure, and Ron reports that the deal may or may not be closer to $350k. Either way, Emily has a lot more money than I do. And that makes me angry. Does anyone know how much Sloane's book went for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Editor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-5618499244254731978?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5618499244254731978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=5618499244254731978&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5618499244254731978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5618499244254731978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/gag.html' title='Gag'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGump00Az-I/AAAAAAAAARU/GwvNkJE0cp0/s72-c/gould.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-7454445437654651437</id><published>2008-07-01T10:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T10:51:10.753-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NPR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book reviewers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York TImes'/><title type='text'>Woohoo, more books on NPR (dot org)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGpEQUqIsBI/AAAAAAAAARE/j4A2-0creLc/s1600-h/NPR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218058165476175890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGpEQUqIsBI/AAAAAAAAARE/j4A2-0creLc/s320/NPR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NPR.org is adding &lt;a href="http://www.publishersweekly.com/article/CA6574214.html"&gt;more book coverage&lt;/a&gt; to the site with reviews from Jessa Crispin (who never returns my emails for Bookslut, so god knows what will happen now), John Freeman (who I saw speak once and was wearing a purple shirt, so I think I like him), and Laurel Maury (who I know nothing about). Perhaps a reaction to Yen Cheong's &lt;a href="http://yodiwan.wordpress.com/2008/03/14/announcing-the-npr-book-watch-contest/"&gt;NPR Book Watch&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to senior supervising producer Joe Matazzoni, NPR.org "can’t cover the book industry like &lt;em&gt;PW&lt;/em&gt; or the &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt;. We’re here to try and point our audience to good books. Our audience identifies with our sensibility and looks to us for judgment and taste. We’re a filter.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, filter? Are you trying to say that the reviewers at &lt;em&gt;PW &lt;/em&gt;and the &lt;em&gt;NYT&lt;/em&gt; don't have good "sensibility" or any "judgement and taste"? It seems like the purpose of any book review section is to be just that. To review books so you know what you're getting into before you buy it. And while, yes, &lt;em&gt;PW &lt;/em&gt;reviews a lot of books, it's not as thought the &lt;em&gt;Times &lt;/em&gt;just throws out book reviews willy-nilly. I'm pretty sure that there is a fairly lengthy consideration process. Plus, no offense, Joe - it is NPR DOT ORG - as in not the radio. I wonder if our bosses will be as excited about a listing on the website as they would be about an Alan Cheuse review or an interview with Terry Gross? Somehow, I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-7454445437654651437?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7454445437654651437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=7454445437654651437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7454445437654651437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7454445437654651437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/07/woohoo-more-books-on-npr.html' title='Woohoo, more books on NPR (dot org)'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGpEQUqIsBI/AAAAAAAAARE/j4A2-0creLc/s72-c/NPR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-9090124397572844822</id><published>2008-06-30T15:35:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T16:30:07.929-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book deals'/><title type='text'>Reif's Debut Just Blew Your Book Deal Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGlBesqO3qI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/zCAMTV_NQKk/s1600-h/first+book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217773638925606562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGlBesqO3qI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/zCAMTV_NQKk/s320/first+book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From Publishers Lunch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reif Larsen's debut novel THE SELECTED WORKS OF T.S. SPIVET, the story of a 12-year old genius mapmaker from Montana, to Ann Godoff at Penguin Press, in a major deal, reportedly for approximately $900,000, at auction, for publication in summer 2009, by Denise Shannon at the Denise Shannon Literary Agency (US).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I have to start working on my genius novel. I could really use $900, 000. Or, you know what? Ann Godoff - I will make you a deal. If you promise to publish my book, I promise that I will not take a penny more than $500k from you. I think that's fair, considering that you haven't read it and I haven't written it. But, I'm sure it will be good. Look at all the genius bits I write on here. I mean, how could it NOT succeed? And I already have this great platform. Oh, haven't you heard of &lt;em&gt;slunch&lt;/em&gt;? It's immensely popular. Advertisers are clamouring to pay us, but you know, we have integrity and all. Sorry, American Apparel. You lose. (just kidding. American Apparel, if you want to give us money, it's totally cool! I'll even wear your stuff while I type. and talk about how soft your t-shirts are. call me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-9090124397572844822?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/9090124397572844822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=9090124397572844822&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/9090124397572844822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/9090124397572844822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/reifs-debut-just-blew-your-book-deal.html' title='Reif&apos;s Debut Just Blew Your Book Deal Away'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGlBesqO3qI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/zCAMTV_NQKk/s72-c/first+book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-906596624996986457</id><published>2008-06-30T11:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T11:27:00.969-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lying your way to the top'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><title type='text'>Because I think it's funny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGEwIHRZkcI/AAAAAAAAAP8/9EFKDx_1Srk/s1600-h/liar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215502759420858818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGEwIHRZkcI/AAAAAAAAAP8/9EFKDx_1Srk/s320/liar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Literary Event of the Week - Bryant Park Reading Room:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday, July 2, 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12:30 p.m. – 1:45 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bryantpark.org/calendar/events/event.php?event=649"&gt;Special Author Edition of the Liar Show&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hosted by: Andy Christie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ophira Eisenberg, &lt;em&gt;I Killed: True Stories of the Road from American’s Top Comics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alix Strauss, &lt;em&gt;Have I Got a Guy for You: What Really Happens When Mom Fixes You Up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eve Lederman, &lt;em&gt;Shag's Little Book of Love: Dating, Mating, and Mischief Making&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;James Braly, &lt;em&gt;Life in a Marital Institution&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Join Andy Christie, creator of the ever-so-popular The Liar Show, for a special author edition of the critically acclaimed series. Four performers tell personal stories that will make you laugh, but listen carefully, because only three of them are telling the truth. For more information visit the website at &lt;a href="http://www.theliarshow.com/"&gt;http://www.theliarshow.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-906596624996986457?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/906596624996986457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=906596624996986457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/906596624996986457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/906596624996986457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/because-i-think-its-funny.html' title='Because I think it&apos;s funny...'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGEwIHRZkcI/AAAAAAAAAP8/9EFKDx_1Srk/s72-c/liar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-220759010798836333</id><published>2008-06-27T12:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T12:53:53.171-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gawker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sloane Crosley'/><title type='text'>Speaking of Sloane...</title><content type='html'>Sloane dicusses if the NY publishing world is mean. Well, we are, but she handles it nicely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" width="416" height="347" id="video_player" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.bigthink.com/swf/video_player_404x303.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="ideaid=11535&amp;embedded=true&amp;ideacolor=2&amp;videowidth=404&amp;videoheight=303&amp;loadUrl=http://www.bigthink.com/feed/playerInfo.xml" /&gt;&lt;embedsrc="http://www.bigthink.com/swf/video_player_404x303.swf" wmode="transparent" quality="high" bgcolor="#666666" width="416" height="347" flashVars="ideaid=11535&amp;embedded=true&amp;ideacolor=2&amp;videowidth=404&amp;videoheight=303&amp;loadUrl=http://www.bigthink.com/feed/playerInfo.xml" name="video_player" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" allowFullScreen="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-220759010798836333?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/220759010798836333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=220759010798836333&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/220759010798836333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/220759010798836333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/speaking-of-sloane.html' title='Speaking of Sloane...'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-7215843800638677901</id><published>2008-06-27T12:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T12:39:17.068-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sloane Crosley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book deals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily Gould'/><title type='text'>Leaked: Sample from Emily Gould</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGUXpCyxHbI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ztxMPPrtWQ4/s1600-h/tattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216601737270468018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGUXpCyxHbI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ztxMPPrtWQ4/s320/tattoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Afterwards we sit on the fire escape half-naked and smoke a cigarette. Because he spends so much time working out, his smoking seems glamorous --louche and earned, not depressing and desperate like my ex-boyfriend's. He passes the cigarette to me and looks away, letting the sunset caress his profile and make him look like a still from a French movie, his face in sharp focus against the tenement blocks and the taller towers in the distance, dark against the streaky pink summer sky. I exhale into a breeze that feels like a caress. The day has cooled and now the air is the exact temperature as the blood that's slowing its race through my veins. I slump against him and feel his body stiffen almost imperceptibly. He has five more minutes and then he really has to leave for wrestling, and besides, sex never seems to relax him. Sometimes, I've noticed, he wakes up in the morning with balled fists.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm. It's just so easy. Now, I know we've given Sloane a &lt;a href="http://slunch.blogspot.com/search/label/Sloane%20Crosley"&gt;lot of shit &lt;/a&gt;in the past, but wow. This leaked excerpt from &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2008/06/emily_goulds_book_proposal.html"&gt;Emily Gould's book proposal&lt;/a&gt; just gave me a whole new level of respect for Ms. Crosely. At least the samples I read from Sloane (no, I never read the book. yes, I am a hypocrite) were amusingly self-deprecating. And maybe some of Emily stories (told through her &lt;a href="http://www.emilymagazine.com/2006/08/office_tattoo_faqs.html"&gt;TATTOOS&lt;/a&gt;. um, yeah.) will be as well. But if it's gonna be a whole book of prose written in the style of a 14 year old girl trying to be deep, well then. &lt;em&gt;The air is the exact temperature as the blood that's slowing its race through my veins? &lt;/em&gt;I call bullshit. Was the air 98.6 degrees? 'cause that's by no means "cool." Or is Emily Gould's core body temperature freakishly low? Is that why her writing is so sluggish?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, any bets on who the boy is? Based on the pics of Gawker/Page 6 writer Joshua David Stein and &lt;a href="http://thesearemymemoirs.blogspot.com/"&gt;his muscley torso&lt;/a&gt;, I'm going with Josh. Which means ex-boyfriend is probably poor Hugh. You remember Hugh, right? Of course you do! Emily talked all about him and how she flirted inappropriately with Josh while they were till together? In that &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/05/25/magazine/25internet-t.html?ref=magazine"&gt;NY Times Magazine&lt;/a&gt; piece? Remember? Of course you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, to quote Emily, "While nothing that has happened to me in and of itself has been that noteworthy: Lots of young people have lived in big cities, and have had an assortment of strange and ordinary jobs… there are some truths about doing these things and about writing about them online that haven't yet been expressed." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's true, dear. Nothing has been noteworthy. Which is why people hated your piece in the Sunday Magazine. And which is why they will tear apart your book. And while perhaps there are "some truths" that haven't been expressed, that doesn't mean they should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Paige Sexie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-7215843800638677901?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7215843800638677901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=7215843800638677901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7215843800638677901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7215843800638677901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/leaked-sample-from-emily-gould.html' title='Leaked: Sample from Emily Gould'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGUXpCyxHbI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ztxMPPrtWQ4/s72-c/tattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-4897375868282128095</id><published>2008-06-26T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T15:24:00.956-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salman Rushdie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thought of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Shatner'/><title type='text'>Randoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGPVcDmlm-I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Fri2fmV1v2g/s1600-h/padma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216247471405374434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGPVcDmlm-I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Fri2fmV1v2g/s320/padma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Author Janet Evanovich is stuck &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/life/books/news/2008-06-25-bookbuzz_N.htm"&gt;wearing a hand brace &lt;/a&gt;after signing too many books. Maybe she should take tips from &lt;a href="http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/captain-kirk-unveils-yet-another-talent.html"&gt;Shatner&lt;/a&gt;? Also, how do I get 1000 plus people to show up to my authors' events?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooo, also, on a completely unrelated note, &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/News/World/article/449512"&gt;Salman Rushdie was knighted&lt;/a&gt;! I bet Padma wishes she's stayed with him now. Then maybe she could be "Lady Lakshmi." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;em&gt;LADY&lt;/em&gt;tron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-4897375868282128095?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4897375868282128095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=4897375868282128095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4897375868282128095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4897375868282128095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/randoms.html' title='Randoms'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGPVcDmlm-I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Fri2fmV1v2g/s72-c/padma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-3622048141967543117</id><published>2008-06-26T13:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:23:02.936-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='auction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane Austen'/><title type='text'>Things people spend money on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGPP041fOiI/AAAAAAAAAQU/foJWxNT15Dg/s1600-h/emma.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216241300942043682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGPP041fOiI/AAAAAAAAAQU/foJWxNT15Dg/s320/emma.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A first edition of &lt;em&gt;Emma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.guardian.co.uk/news/articles/0,,2287307,00.html"&gt;sold at auction&lt;/a&gt; for a lot of money. I can't read stories like this any more without remembering that whole Mark Hofmann thing. The crazy Mormon forgerer who basically defrauded the Morman church and a shit-ton of auction houses/experts. Oh, and then killed some people and almost got blown up himself trying to cover up all his forgeries. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, turns out that auction houses can totally be shady and don't really "verify" stuff as well as they should, and don't really guarantee that the stuff they sell is legit - just that they think it is. Which is totally ridiculous. Not that I'm doubting that this 180,000 pound (was is the exchange rate now? that's probably like a million american dollars. we should just start burning our money or using it as wallpaper. christ) sale was not legit. It just reminds me of that story. I'm not really sure where I was going with that. Ah, well. Point is, it was the highest price ever paid for an Austen novel so "anonymous" must be a big fan. I wonder if he or she would pay me for my early edition VHS tape of &lt;em&gt;Clueless&lt;/em&gt;. Maybe if I could get it signed by Alicia Silverstone or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, though. If you had 180,000 pounds, would you really spend it on a really old book? 'Cause I think I would spend it on something shiny and new that doesn't smell like mold. Just saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-3622048141967543117?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3622048141967543117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=3622048141967543117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3622048141967543117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3622048141967543117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/things-people-spend-money-on.html' title='Things people spend money on'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGPP041fOiI/AAAAAAAAAQU/foJWxNT15Dg/s72-c/emma.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-4231880074252559992</id><published>2008-06-25T13:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T13:38:10.613-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jezebel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book deals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judgement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily Gould'/><title type='text'>Random tidbits that are upsetting me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGKCDb0T_7I/AAAAAAAAAQM/IQfwLNfLEnA/s1600-h/hate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215874313966845874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGKCDb0T_7I/AAAAAAAAAQM/IQfwLNfLEnA/s320/hate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I forgot to eat breakfast, so I feel stabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily Gould is &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/tag/request-for-information/?i=5019192&amp;amp;t=the-memoirs-of-emily-gould-26"&gt;shopping a book&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;John McCain's campaign has a &lt;a href="http://digg.com/2008_us_elections/John_McCain_s_video_game"&gt;facebook game&lt;/a&gt; - and I actually downloaded it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith Gessen is being &lt;a href="http://www.kcrw.com/etc/programs/bw/bw080626keith_gessen"&gt;interviewed&lt;/a&gt; on "Bookworm." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Old Hag got a &lt;a href="http://jezebel.com/5019004/to-all-our-fans-with-love-from-lizzie"&gt;book deal&lt;/a&gt; based off of Jezebel posts (actually, I really like those posts, but a book, really?? Although, I suppose it's no more ridiculous than &lt;a href="http://www.radaronline.com/exclusives/2008/04/postcards-from-yo-momma-book-deal.php"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Or &lt;a href="http://www.observer.com/2008/stuff-white-people-book-sold-random-house-least-350-000"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Or &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Barack-Obama-Your-New-Bicycle/dp/1592404162"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cody's is closing &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/24/books/24shack.html?_r=2&amp;amp;scp=1&amp;amp;sq=Shack&amp;amp;st=nyt&amp;amp;oref=slogin&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;for good&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My authors who refuse to understand why an established indie bookstore wouldn't want a debut, non-local author for an event. (sorry, no link for this. it just is)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/24/books/24shack.html?_r=2&amp;amp;scp=1&amp;amp;sq=Shack&amp;amp;st=nyt&amp;amp;oref=slogin&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;existence of &lt;em&gt;The Shack&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and how it will encourage thousands of deluded "writers" that they too can become bestsellers with no publisher, no support, and no publicist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;U.S. News &amp;amp; World Report's &lt;a href="http://www.usnews.com/blogs/outside-voices-careers/2008/6/24/an-office-full-of-20-somethings.html"&gt;list of ways&lt;/a&gt; to deal with an office of 20-somethings. And the comments that other old farts added. Seriously, just give us some money and some respect, and we'll all get along just fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Wednesday - scientifically proven to be the longest day of the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blech,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Editor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-4231880074252559992?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4231880074252559992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=4231880074252559992&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4231880074252559992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4231880074252559992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-tidbits-that-are-upsetting-me.html' title='Random tidbits that are upsetting me.'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGKCDb0T_7I/AAAAAAAAAQM/IQfwLNfLEnA/s72-c/hate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-410835864199013727</id><published>2008-06-24T13:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:50:04.590-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><title type='text'>Sangria + Summer Fridays = Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGEzsHIdWuI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dM9UhD2tRLQ/s1600-h/sangria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215506676393532130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGEzsHIdWuI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dM9UhD2tRLQ/s320/sangria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids over at Global Literary Managment are hosting a &lt;a href="http://www.evite.com/pages/invite/printView.jsp?event=LZDNRCQOKWRXGBBJYYBE"&gt;sangria shindig&lt;/a&gt; to celebrate the wonder that is (are?) Summer Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday, 2 pm, their offices (37 West 20th Street, Suite 805). Go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do tell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Editor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-410835864199013727?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/410835864199013727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=410835864199013727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/410835864199013727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/410835864199013727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/sangria-summer-fridays-heaven.html' title='Sangria + Summer Fridays = Heaven'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SGEzsHIdWuI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dM9UhD2tRLQ/s72-c/sangria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-3948318708884311541</id><published>2008-06-24T13:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:26:48.129-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books to movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sloane Crosley'/><title type='text'>Sloane to HBO?</title><content type='html'>We can only pray that &lt;a href="http://www.observer.com/2008/sloane-crosleys-book-being-turned-show-hbo"&gt;it&lt;/a&gt; won't be as horrific as &lt;a href="http://www.sho.com/site/schedules/product_page.do?episodeid=126457&amp;amp;seriesid=0"&gt;Jonathan Ames's pilot&lt;/a&gt; for Showtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Slunchie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-3948318708884311541?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3948318708884311541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=3948318708884311541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3948318708884311541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3948318708884311541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/sloane-to-hbo.html' title='Sloane to HBO?'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-2535577294547822208</id><published>2008-06-20T10:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T10:20:00.772-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turnover'/><title type='text'>Anonymous Tip: Ekstrom Vacates Penguin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFrC0gjMzzI/AAAAAAAAAP0/mM8Dqcul_Ys/s1600-h/rachel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213693725981331250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFrC0gjMzzI/AAAAAAAAAP0/mM8Dqcul_Ys/s320/rachel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember back forever ago when we &lt;a href="http://slunch.blogspot.com/2007/08/whats-black-and-white-and-red-all-over.html"&gt;posted&lt;/a&gt; about the rapid revolving door at Dutton/Gotham? I think things have been pretty steady for awhile, but a tipster just let me know that Rachel Ekstrom, associate (assistant?) director of publicity, has resigned. That's the fourth associate/assistant director to go in less than three years. To be fair, prior to that, I think there had been very little turnover in that department for many years. What does it all mean? Are publicists getting less loyal? Are the publishers getting meaner? Whatever the cause, perhaps they can get one of the desperate former Hachette/Houghton employees to come on over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Slunchie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Keep the tips coming, you crazy kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-2535577294547822208?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2535577294547822208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=2535577294547822208&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/2535577294547822208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/2535577294547822208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/anonymous-tip-ekstrom-vacates-penguin.html' title='Anonymous Tip: Ekstrom Vacates Penguin'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFrC0gjMzzI/AAAAAAAAAP0/mM8Dqcul_Ys/s72-c/rachel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-5123532786444686030</id><published>2008-06-17T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T11:30:45.268-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interwebs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book recomendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julia Allison'/><title type='text'>What Julia Allison Reads...</title><content type='html'>Yes, apparently she does read things other than Time Out New York and the mean things they write on Gawker. Julia has posted her top &lt;a href="http://itsmejulia.com/post/38044854/if-you-only-read-three-books-this-summer"&gt;3 summer reads&lt;/a&gt; for your enjoyment! Her picks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Here-Comes-Everybody-Organizing-Organizations/dp/1594201536"&gt;Here Comes Everybody&lt;/a&gt; by Clay Shirky&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Once-Youre-Lucky-Twice-Good/dp/1592403824"&gt;Once You’re Lucky, Twice You’re Good&lt;/a&gt; by Sarah Lacy&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sperm-are-Men-Eggs-Women/dp/0762426802"&gt;Sperm are from Men, Eggs are from Women&lt;/a&gt; by Joe Quirk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's analyze, shall we? &lt;em&gt;Here Comes Everybody &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Once You're Lucky &lt;/em&gt;both explore technology as it relates to the interwebs. The first is about using web 2.0 for social, political and professional networking. The second looks into the rise of...web 2.0. Huh. Well, we all know that Allison is a bit of an internet addict - from her &lt;a href="http://itsmejulia.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; to her &lt;a href="http://jakobandjulia.com/"&gt;failed joint relationship&lt;/a&gt; (blog) to her &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/juliaallison"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;. If you want to know where Allison is, it's not hard to track her down and figure out exactly what she's wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, &lt;em&gt;Sperm are from Men, Eggs are from Women&lt;/em&gt;, which explores how biology causes men and women to act differently - basically one's reproductive cells make the rules for us. Written in a way we can all understand (as Quirk is a "normal" dude rather than a scary scientist who uses big words), &lt;em&gt;Sperm &lt;/em&gt;is no doubt great fodder for Allison's &lt;em&gt;Time Out New York&lt;/em&gt; dating column.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have you it. Julia Allison's top 3 books all tie into what Julia Allison - web 2.0 addict/dating columnist/user of blogs to document relationships - does best. Promoting herself, her love life, her feelings about her love life, and her "career" to anyone who bothers to tune in. Which, god help me, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Paige Sexie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-5123532786444686030?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5123532786444686030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=5123532786444686030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5123532786444686030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5123532786444686030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-julia-allison-reads.html' title='What Julia Allison Reads...'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-3449187431118934259</id><published>2008-06-16T16:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:55:28.425-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gawker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publishing'/><title type='text'>Monday meat market...or Publishing sausage fest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFbS6CBtCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/p94VeX4bLIY/s1600-h/hot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212585513146190274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFbS6CBtCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/p94VeX4bLIY/s320/hot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gawker is holding the "&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/tag/poll/?i=5016820&amp;amp;t=vote-for-the-hottest-guy-of-book-publishing-2008"&gt;Hottest Men of Book Publishing 2008&lt;/a&gt;". So far, MattHilliard of Penguin is kicking ass. None of my suggested nominees made the cut. Sad times. I am a bit partial to the guy holding a kitten though. Awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your votes in now, kids, or forever hold your peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Paige Sexie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-3449187431118934259?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3449187431118934259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=3449187431118934259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3449187431118934259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/3449187431118934259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/monday-meat-marketor-publishing-sausage.html' title='Monday meat market...or Publishing sausage fest'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFbS6CBtCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/p94VeX4bLIY/s72-c/hot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-747189765820990582</id><published>2008-06-16T13:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T13:40:24.247-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mike edison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><title type='text'>From the man who bought you the Bong Guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFaldy8POfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ITP-OeN1opE/s1600-h/candy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212535550037146098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFaldy8POfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ITP-OeN1opE/s320/candy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This week's Literary Event is the &lt;a href="http://www.thehalfking.com/calendar/2008/edison.htm"&gt;Half King Reading Series&lt;/a&gt;...since, you know, I'm partial to any reading that takes place in a bar. The Half King Bar and Restaurant hosts an author reading on Monday nights, and tonight's reading features Mike Edison, author of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.macmillan.com/ihavefuneverywhereigo"&gt;I HAVE FUN EVERYWHERE I GO&lt;/a&gt;: Savage Tales of Pot, Porn, Punk Rock, Pro Wrestling, Talking Apes, Evil Bosses, Dirty Blues, American Heroes,and The World’s Most Notorious Magazines&lt;/em&gt; - creator of possibly the longest subtitle ever, as well as the mastermind behind the &lt;a href="http://slunch.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2008-05-20T10%3A52%3A00-04%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=7"&gt;bong guitar&lt;/a&gt;. Mike will be backed by The Rocket Train Delta Science Arkestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In addition, he and the Arkestra are also taking over &lt;a href="http://www.petescandystore.com/newmusic/newshows.html"&gt;Pete's Candy Store&lt;/a&gt; in Williamsburg on Thursday, so if you can't make it over to Half King tonight, check him out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Editor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-747189765820990582?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/747189765820990582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=747189765820990582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/747189765820990582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/747189765820990582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/from-man-who-bought-you-bong-guitar.html' title='From the man who bought you the Bong Guitar'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFaldy8POfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ITP-OeN1opE/s72-c/candy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-1060144146791867758</id><published>2008-06-16T12:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T12:37:49.786-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review section'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York TImes'/><title type='text'>Is the TBR all it's cracked up to be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFaWv1_IHLI/AAAAAAAAAPc/WzXGkwmvDo0/s1600-h/tbr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212519367417797810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFaWv1_IHLI/AAAAAAAAAPc/WzXGkwmvDo0/s320/tbr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, yesterday, I was flipping through the &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/pages/books/review/index.html"&gt;NYT Book Review&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and noticed that they had finally gotten around to reviewing Barbara Walter's &lt;em&gt;Audition&lt;/em&gt;. This in turn reminded me of a conversation I've had with several authors and industry peeps over the past few months - has the &lt;em&gt;Times Book Review &lt;/em&gt;become outdated and irrelevant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most authors (and publicists) consider the &lt;em&gt;TBR &lt;/em&gt;to be the holy grail of print media. Everyone wants a their book to be reviewed there. Next to, "what about Oprah?," this is the most common question I get from authors. Yet, the times (ha) I have gotten full page reviews, it's barely moved books. Not to mention, these are almost always books that have already been covered a multitude of other places. Sometimes it feels as though the TBR waits to see what everyone else is going to do, and then jumps on the bandwagon - at which point, I no longer care about the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For instance, this week, there was a review of Barbara Walter's &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/15/books/review/Kelly-t.html?ref=review"&gt;Audition&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - which came out over a month ago and has been covered ad nauseum by bloggers, reviewers, TV and radio, etc. We all know the scandalous parts already, and anyone who cared to read the book, probably has already done so. Or is waiting for the paperback. Why bother to run a review a month after pub? Even bookstores don't like to host events after a month has lapsed...why is the &lt;em&gt;Times &lt;/em&gt;so willing to feature a book that has arguably already jumped the shark?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are exceptions of course. There's a review of the new &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/15/books/review/Grigoriadis-t.html?ref=review"&gt;David Sedaris&lt;/a&gt;, which pubbed only two weeks ago (and which, btw, I can't wait to read!). But again, even two weeks feels like a long period of time. As publicists, we're taught to get in as much media the week of pub. Not the second or third or fourth. I mean, we'll take coverage those weeks, but we're supposed to line up as much as possible with the hopes of moving enough books to debut high on the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So why doesn't the TBR follow this? I know it's not because we don't get the books to them soon enough. As soon as galleys arrive, copies are immediately sent to Dwight, Sam, Nancy, Rick...And yes, I know they received hundreds (if not thousands) of books a week, but you know what, so do all the other major outlets...which often beat the times in coverage by several weeks...is it just because they CAN? Or is it because they are struggling to keep up in an era where book news breaks quickly and bloggers have upped the ante on churning out reviews?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or I am just being grouchy because it's Monday and I'm bitter because not enough of my books are reviewed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Paige Sexie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-1060144146791867758?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1060144146791867758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=1060144146791867758&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/1060144146791867758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/1060144146791867758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/is-tbr-all-its-cracked-up-to-be.html' title='Is the TBR all it&apos;s cracked up to be?'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFaWv1_IHLI/AAAAAAAAAPc/WzXGkwmvDo0/s72-c/tbr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-9181201444943936740</id><published>2008-06-16T11:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T12:00:43.116-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Shatner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book signings'/><title type='text'>Captain Kirk unveils yet another talent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFaNY8W8kpI/AAAAAAAAAPE/yxaIFBRWtmQ/s1600-h/kirk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212509078386676370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFaNY8W8kpI/AAAAAAAAAPE/yxaIFBRWtmQ/s320/kirk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is there anything William Shatner can't do? He's a double-Grammy, Emmy, and Saturn award winner. He's a muscian, movie and TV star, and an author. He's currently starring on &lt;em&gt;Boston Legal &lt;/em&gt;and on those Priceline commercials. He auctioned off his &lt;a href="http://www.williamshatner.com/Article188.phtml"&gt;kidney stone&lt;/a&gt; for $75,000. Oh, yeah, he also played some dude named Kirk on some sci-fi series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, it turns out, Shatner is also a speed signer. At last month's BEA, where he was promoting his new memoir "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Till-Now-Autobiography-William-Shatner/dp/0312372655/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1213631855&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Up Till Now&lt;/a&gt;," Shatner apparently signed &lt;a href="http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/ent/stories/DN-newshatner_0614gl.ART.State.Edition1.4657e5a.html"&gt;"an astounding 260 books in 25 minutes, leaving the assembled publicists slack-jawed"&lt;/a&gt;. Wow. I guess all those years of signing Trekkie memorabilia at conventions has finally payed off. Well done, sir. Well done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-9181201444943936740?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/9181201444943936740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=9181201444943936740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/9181201444943936740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/9181201444943936740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/captain-kirk-unveils-yet-another-talent.html' title='Captain Kirk unveils yet another talent'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFaNY8W8kpI/AAAAAAAAAPE/yxaIFBRWtmQ/s72-c/kirk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-4596718712379649665</id><published>2008-06-13T10:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:18:34.102-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thought of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh where have the book sections gone?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publicity'/><title type='text'>Random thought of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFKBk-WDoAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/2L5Kvt2mdE4/s1600-h/op-ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211370191031869442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFKBk-WDoAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/2L5Kvt2mdE4/s320/op-ed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, we all know that book review sections are shrinking and we’re constantly having to “think outside the box” to get our authors covered in other ways. Recently, I’ve been trying the approach of pitching pieces an author has written to major publications in hopes of placement with a byline mentioning the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is, does this work? It’s hard to tell if that op-ed piece that ran in the Times had any more impact than the review that ran on Bookslut.com. And, yes, it’s nice for the author to say she had a piece in O Magazine (esp. if she got paid for it), but does this translate into sales?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any thoughts? Or am I just wasting more of my time to stroke an author’s ego without actually helping their book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—Ladytron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-4596718712379649665?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4596718712379649665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=4596718712379649665&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4596718712379649665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4596718712379649665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-thought-of-day.html' title='Random thought of the day'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SFKBk-WDoAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/2L5Kvt2mdE4/s72-c/op-ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-7440336194748753216</id><published>2008-06-11T11:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T11:57:26.216-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew Foster Altschul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><title type='text'>Lazy Lazarus and Caipirinhas for Three Bucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SE_10b7TdcI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jaLCkTmsZeU/s1600-h/lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210653575089452482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SE_10b7TdcI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jaLCkTmsZeU/s320/lady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This week's literary event of the week is the &lt;a href="http://www.one-story.com/index.php?page=readings"&gt;One Story&lt;/a&gt; cocktail hour and reading held at &lt;a href="http://pianosnyc.com/"&gt;Pianos&lt;/a&gt; on Ludlow and Stanton. This kick-ass reading series takes place once a month and features a special on the author's favorite cocktail. Lucky for slunchies everywhere, this Friday's reader, &lt;a href="http://www.andrewfosteraltschul.com/"&gt;Andrew Foster Altschul&lt;/a&gt;, has chosen the Caipirinha - and they'll be going for only $3 a pop. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Altschul will be reading from his debut novel, &lt;em&gt;Lady Lazarus&lt;/em&gt;, which is the story of the daughter of a dead rock star - and, from the portion I've read, is AWESOME. I'm hoping to finish it before Friday. Odds are against me, but whatevs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bonus - the author usually reads for about 15 minutes, which means no long periods of squirming silently, hoping they will finish so you can run up to the bar for another drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Editor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-7440336194748753216?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7440336194748753216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=7440336194748753216&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7440336194748753216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7440336194748753216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/lazy-lazarus-and-caipirinhas-for-three.html' title='Lazy Lazarus and Caipirinhas for Three Bucks'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SE_10b7TdcI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jaLCkTmsZeU/s72-c/lady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-126373599011386032</id><published>2008-06-11T10:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T11:59:49.312-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sloane Crosley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PPA'/><title type='text'>This was in my inbox yesterday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;PUBLISHERS PUBLICITY ASSOCIATION&lt;br /&gt;www.publisherspublicity.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President · Judith Haut&lt;br /&gt;Random House Children’s Books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invitation June 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOIN US FOR OUR JUNE LUNCHEON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With special guest Sloane Crosley, Associate Director of Publicity at Vintage and author of &lt;em&gt;I Was Told There’d Be Cake&lt;/em&gt;, who will share her perspectives as both author and publicist. Attendees will receive complimentary copies of her book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO NOT WANT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-126373599011386032?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/126373599011386032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=126373599011386032&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/126373599011386032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/126373599011386032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-was-in-my-inbox-yesterday.html' title='This was in my inbox yesterday...'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-8390109613189328389</id><published>2008-06-06T12:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:32:36.654-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry my bad'/><title type='text'>Literary Event of the Week: Whoops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SElmjdZulKI/AAAAAAAAAOs/xRv6-0zRWM4/s1600-h/200px-Little_Miss_Whoops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208807203404682402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SElmjdZulKI/AAAAAAAAAOs/xRv6-0zRWM4/s320/200px-Little_Miss_Whoops.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, huh, it's Friday and there's still no literary event of the week. Sorry, my bad. I'm still in a haze from BEA. Next week, I swear. It'll be a good one. And I'm taking suggestions so comment away! Requirements: this should vaguely relate to books and there should really be alcohol involved. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Editor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-8390109613189328389?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8390109613189328389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=8390109613189328389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8390109613189328389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8390109613189328389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/literary-event-of-week-whoops.html' title='Literary Event of the Week: Whoops'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SElmjdZulKI/AAAAAAAAAOs/xRv6-0zRWM4/s72-c/200px-Little_Miss_Whoops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-4130838292348419504</id><published>2008-06-06T11:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:28:42.405-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turnover'/><title type='text'>There are no guarantees in publishing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SElkTtAWlzI/AAAAAAAAAOk/F08UJhLdVnM/s1600-h/layoff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208804733692057394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SElkTtAWlzI/AAAAAAAAAOk/F08UJhLdVnM/s320/layoff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.publishersmarketplace.com/lunch/"&gt;Publishers Lunch&lt;/a&gt; had a handy chart today which details the change in guard that has been occurring at a number of the houses/distribution companies over the past few months. I have nicely pasted it in below for your viewing pleasure. As you can see, not even the big-wigs are safe in these times of economic hardship. Now the question is, what does this mean for us lowly employees? Is this an indication of progress? Are publishers finally getting the clue that times are a changing, and we need to make room for a new generation? Or is it simply another way of cutting-costs and a scary sign that no matter how powerful you are, there’s always someone waiting in the wings to steal your ergonomic chair out from under you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—Ladytron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;June&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brian Murray, HarperCollins (following Jane Friedman)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dan Farley, president, Henry Holt (following John Sterling, who transitioned to a different position at the company in February)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;May&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Markus Dohle, Random House (following Peter Olson)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;April&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ellen Archer, Hyperion (following Bob Miller)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Judy Hottensen, Weinstein Books, interim (following Rob Weisbach)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;March&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Karen Rinaldi, Rodale Books, general manager and publishing director&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Colin Dickerman, Bloomsbury USA, publisher, with Richard Charkin as president (following Karen Rinaldi)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;January&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;David (Skip) Prichard, Ingram Book Group (following Jim Chandler)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack Eugster, Baker &amp;amp; Taylor (following Richard Willis)Marcus Leaver, Sterling (following Charlie Nurnberg)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carolyn Reidy, Simon &amp;amp; Schuster (following Jack Romanos)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maureen "Moe" Girkins, Zondervan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;December&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brian Elliott, Alibris (following founder Marty Manley)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-4130838292348419504?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4130838292348419504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=4130838292348419504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4130838292348419504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4130838292348419504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/there-are-no-guarantees-in-publishing.html' title='There are no guarantees in publishing...'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SElkTtAWlzI/AAAAAAAAAOk/F08UJhLdVnM/s72-c/layoff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-822305138670075088</id><published>2008-06-02T14:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:28:49.526-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discovery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toilet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space balls'/><title type='text'>Discovery Delivers Relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SEQ5EWL677I/AAAAAAAAAOc/wap2ypL1WPQ/s1600-h/poops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207349815984975794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="207" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SEQ5EWL677I/AAAAAAAAAOc/wap2ypL1WPQ/s320/poops.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were at BEA you might have missed the news that the 17 MILLION DOLLAR crapper on the International Space Station broke down. Ummmmm, for 17 million dollars, that better be made out of solid gold, have an automatic asswiper that uses cashmere TP, and then sprays your butt with Mariah Carey's new perfume. Well, the Space Shuttle Discovery is on its way to rescue the impacted asstronauts today with a new pump which will hopefully fix the problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel sorry for the last person to have used the space toilet as I'm sure he's now on NASA's shit list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Slunchie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-822305138670075088?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/822305138670075088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=822305138670075088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/822305138670075088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/822305138670075088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/06/discovery-delivers-releif.html' title='Discovery Delivers Relief'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SEQ5EWL677I/AAAAAAAAAOc/wap2ypL1WPQ/s72-c/poops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-6241648614334318753</id><published>2008-05-29T15:45:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:36:49.832-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idiot.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Malkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachel Ray'/><title type='text'>Is Rachel Ray a Terrorist?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD8LLWL675I/AAAAAAAAAOM/tQRxhFZ6MLg/s1600-h/anarchy+ikn+the+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205891983825629074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD8LLWL675I/AAAAAAAAAOM/tQRxhFZ6MLg/s200/anarchy+ikn+the+us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;em&gt;LA Times&lt;/em&gt; reports "It's a slow news day when conservatives attack Rachael Ray for wearing a kaffiyeh-style scarf in a Dunkin' Donuts ad," resulting in Dunkin' pulling their ad. Fox News commentator Michelle&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=400,height=286,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/2008/05/28/becks.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=490,height=425,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/2008/05/28/colin.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Malkin is an idiot for saying: "The kaffiyeh, for the clueless, is the traditional scarf of Arab men that has come to symbolize murderous Palestinian jihad." Way to fan the flames of intolerance there, Ms. Stupid Face. And Dunkin', come on, grow some balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now while Rachel may terrorize the airwaves and bookstores with her brand of happy drunk cooking (I love it when you can tell she's nipped a little too many times at the wine on 30 Minute Meals) what is the real threat here? Her fashion sense? Or could it be that Malken knows that Rachel has a recipe for an Ice Cream Bomb that's set to go off at any moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Slunchie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: Ummmmmmmm, what's wrong with this photo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205898439161474978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD8RDGL676I/AAAAAAAAAOU/7j9g0sY_4hw/s320/rachel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-6241648614334318753?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6241648614334318753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=6241648614334318753&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6241648614334318753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6241648614334318753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-rachel-ray-terrorist.html' title='Is Rachel Ray a Terrorist?'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD8LLWL675I/AAAAAAAAAOM/tQRxhFZ6MLg/s72-c/anarchy+ikn+the+us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-5557302705427586497</id><published>2008-05-29T14:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T14:58:19.557-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranch Dressing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>The Other(s) Literary Event of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD78ZWL674I/AAAAAAAAAOE/GgzXlYLJ-do/s1600-h/lost_190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205875731669380994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD78ZWL674I/AAAAAAAAAOE/GgzXlYLJ-do/s200/lost_190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tonight, is the season finale of LOST on ABC (as if you couldn't remember). So why is it also the other literary event of the week? That would be because this most awesome of shows on television since the first season of Twin Peaks is chock full of literary references that give us CLUES such as C.S. Lewis, Wizard of Oz, Watership Down, Wrinkle in Time (oh Sawyer, is there nothing you won't read?), The Third Policeman, Carrie, Of Mice and Men, the list goes on and on. So, go get some wine and a big 'ol tub of Ranch Dressing (Hurley's favorite) and hunker down for your 2 hour fix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Slunchtern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-5557302705427586497?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5557302705427586497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=5557302705427586497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5557302705427586497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5557302705427586497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/others-literary-event-of-week.html' title='The Other(s) Literary Event of the Week'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD78ZWL674I/AAAAAAAAAOE/GgzXlYLJ-do/s72-c/lost_190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-4719069383794682087</id><published>2008-05-29T10:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T10:33:53.875-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slacker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peon'/><title type='text'>So, you're not at BEA either?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Habits-Highly-Successful-Slackers-Because/dp/1425968031/ref=pd_bbs_sr_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1212071037&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205806084479709042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD69DWL673I/AAAAAAAAAN8/rSINBjQMwQo/s200/slacker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a wonderful time for us low level peons in the publishing industry. We're not important enough to go to BEA, even though we bust our asses, work through lunches, stay late (but rarely show up early). So, now is our time to SLACK OFF, at least a little while the boss is hob-nobbin' it in LA for the rest of the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So lets treat ourselves to an extra smoke break, or, (gasp) a long lunch, surf a couple extra hours on the intertubes, and leave on time (or a little early) for once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Slunchie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-4719069383794682087?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4719069383794682087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=4719069383794682087&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4719069383794682087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4719069383794682087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-youre-not-at-bea-either.html' title='So, you&apos;re not at BEA either?'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD69DWL673I/AAAAAAAAAN8/rSINBjQMwQo/s72-c/slacker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-5556931682363876931</id><published>2008-05-28T15:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T15:56:03.299-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodnight Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McClellan&apos;s  memoir'/><title type='text'>My Pet President</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD2272L672I/AAAAAAAAAN0/OXvT5woksWA/s1600-h/goodnight+bush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205517883584212834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD2272L672I/AAAAAAAAAN0/OXvT5woksWA/s320/goodnight+bush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Former White House press secretary Scott McClellan's  memoir has the White House in a tizzy today. My favorite bit of this story is that administration spokeswoman Dana &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Perino&lt;/span&gt; said "the book has been described to the president." &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how that conversation went. I imagine something like this: "Well, you see, it's a book. It's rectangular and inside it are many pages with something called &lt;em&gt;words&lt;/em&gt;.  These &lt;em&gt;words&lt;/em&gt; are linked together to form a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sentence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Still with me Gee Dub?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Deathtron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-5556931682363876931?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5556931682363876931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=5556931682363876931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5556931682363876931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5556931682363876931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-pet-president.html' title='My Pet President'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD2272L672I/AAAAAAAAAN0/OXvT5woksWA/s72-c/goodnight+bush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-6626532670743934132</id><published>2008-05-28T12:04:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T14:11:49.182-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gawker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='galleycat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sloane Crosley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York TImes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily Gould'/><title type='text'>Is Emily Gould the New Sloane Crosley?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD2WqGL670I/AAAAAAAAANk/7qlLOmvY5D0/s1600-h/gould.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205482394269445954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD2WqGL670I/AAAAAAAAANk/7qlLOmvY5D0/s200/gould.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD2WqWL671I/AAAAAAAAANs/TPYFCpkB7Rk/s1600-h/sloane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205482398564413266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD2WqWL671I/AAAAAAAAANs/TPYFCpkB7Rk/s200/sloane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's compare, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Publishing Experience:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emily used to be an associate editor at Hyperion and now blogs for Galleycat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sloane is the associate director of publicity at Vintage/Anchor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Books:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emily is the co-author of some YA novel called &lt;em&gt;Hex Education&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sloane is the author of the &lt;em&gt;New York Times &lt;/em&gt;bestselling essay collection, &lt;em&gt;I Was Told There Would Be Cake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gawker Connection:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emily is a former co-editor of the blog. It now mocks her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sloane has never worked for the blog but is still mocked repeatedly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freelance writing pieces:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emily has had articles published in the &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/05/04/opinion/04gould.html"&gt;New York Times&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;op-ed section, Radar, &lt;em&gt;Bookslut&lt;/em&gt;, and the &lt;em&gt;New York Observer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sloane has had pieces published in the &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/09/nyregion/thecity/09bus.html?pagewanted=print"&gt;New York Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Village Voice&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Maxim&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;BlackBook Magazine&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Playboy&lt;/em&gt;, and the &lt;em&gt;New York Observer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jimmy Kimmel:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emily was torn a new asshole by JK when he guest-hosted on Larry King Live.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To my knowledge, Sloane has no connection to Jimmy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Over-exposure:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emily's piece has spawned coverage in media outlets such as &lt;em&gt;NPR, Slate, Atlantic, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;L.A. Times&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;New York Observer&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Huffington Post&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Philadelphia Weekly&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;New York Magazine's &lt;/em&gt;CultureVulture&lt;em&gt;, Wired &lt;/em&gt;online, countless websites and blogs, and of course, Gawker.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sloane's book got her coverage in &lt;em&gt;New York Observer&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Daily Candy&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Radar&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;San Francisco Chronicle&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Publishers &lt;/em&gt;Weekly, &lt;em&gt;New York Magazine, Forbes&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Newsweek &lt;/em&gt;Online, &lt;em&gt;Paste&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Salon, &lt;/em&gt;Gawker, etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Connection to one another:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emily interviewed Sloane for &lt;a href="http://www.radaronline.com/features/2008/02/sloane_crosley_i_was_told_thered_be_cake_01.php"&gt;Radar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hair:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emily's looks a bit lackluster and even in a little greasy in one of the pics.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sloane has been proven to have the shiniest hair in the publishing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slunch opinion:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emily is a nice girl and a funny blogger, but "Exposed" was the most boring, self-involved piece that I have ever read in the &lt;em&gt;New York Times Magazine&lt;/em&gt;. Appropriate for Glamour? Maybe. But the &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt;?? No way. DO NOT WANT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sloane is a nice girl and a good publicist, but the coverage of &lt;em&gt;I Was Told There Would Be Cake&lt;/em&gt; was ridiculous. Is Sloane a good writer? Sure. Is she good enough to merit more coverage than all the other authors. Um, no.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So, there you have it. Young, cute ladies with publishing connections trying to make it as writers. Unfortunately for them, while the connections they have made may help them "further" their career, they also might piss off their peers to the point of never-ending mockery and skepticism about their true abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, also, I think Sloane wins the battle&lt;em&gt;. New York Times&lt;/em&gt; bestselling books trumps cover story of&lt;em&gt; New York Times Magazine&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Paige Sexie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-6626532670743934132?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6626532670743934132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=6626532670743934132&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6626532670743934132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6626532670743934132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-emily-gould-new-sloane-crosley.html' title='Is Emily Gould the New Sloane Crosley?'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD2WqGL670I/AAAAAAAAANk/7qlLOmvY5D0/s72-c/gould.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-5717489830910424940</id><published>2008-05-28T11:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T12:03:32.329-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><title type='text'>See you in Cali!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD2CLGL67zI/AAAAAAAAANc/7yjEiIC-Ia0/s1600-h/bea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205459871460945714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD2CLGL67zI/AAAAAAAAANc/7yjEiIC-Ia0/s200/bea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know it's Wednesday, and the week is half over, but come on. It's BEA week. We're all swamped. So the literary event of the week is, duh, &lt;a href="http://www.bookexpoamerica.com/"&gt;Book Expo&lt;/a&gt;. Come enjoy the California sun and beaches by sitting in a dark convention center during the day and getting wasted on free booze at night. Here's to all of our inevitable hangovers. Oh, yeah, I think there's some panels and stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Editor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-5717489830910424940?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5717489830910424940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=5717489830910424940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5717489830910424940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5717489830910424940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/see-you-in-cali.html' title='See you in Cali!'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SD2CLGL67zI/AAAAAAAAANc/7yjEiIC-Ia0/s72-c/bea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-6075883109210308216</id><published>2008-05-23T11:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T14:10:00.764-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh where have the book sections gone?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book reviewers'/><title type='text'>And another one's gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDcHVWL67yI/AAAAAAAAANU/A5y8hWLddc4/s1600-h/dust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203635957764124450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDcHVWL67yI/AAAAAAAAANU/A5y8hWLddc4/s200/dust.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sigh. Another day, another book reviewer bites the dust. Remember all the hoopla when Teresa Weaver was let go from the &lt;em&gt;AJC&lt;/em&gt;? It seems like, now, disappearing BREs are just now an everyday part of a publicist's life. Frank Wilson from the &lt;em&gt;Philadelphia Inquirer&lt;/em&gt; retired earlier this year - and from what we hear, not too happily. Karen Castro left the San &lt;em&gt;Jose Mercury News&lt;/em&gt;. Sally Williams is leaving the &lt;em&gt;Minneapolis Star Tribune&lt;/em&gt;. Arthur Salm of the &lt;em&gt;San Diego Union Tribune&lt;/em&gt; is gone. William Grimes switched from the &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt; book page to write obits (WTF?). Tom Ginocchio took early retirement from "Good Day New York" (not technically a book reviewer, but a great source of bookings for local authors and those on tour in the NYC area). And now Marie Arana of the &lt;em&gt;Washington Post&lt;/em&gt; is taking one of the buyout offers and leaving us as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, I know we have alternate contacts to pitch, and the papers aren't doing away with the book sections entirely, but some us have spent quite a few years memorizing names and building up at least a slight familiarity and/or relationship with these reviewers, only now, to have to do it all over again. And, frankly, too much booze and other recreational pleasures over the years have made it difficult for me to retain too much new information at once. How am I supposed to keep track of the revolving door of reviewers? It's not fair, I tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have the time or patience to do research about whether the turnover at newspapers is limited to our BREs. I doubt it is, but if we isolate it to just that, it brings us back to the ever-present issue...our book review sections are shrinking, changing, or disappearing - making it harder and harder for us to get any coverage, unless we happen to be publishing Garth Stein. So guys - what should we do? It seems as though the internet is our answer, but will there ever come a day when we get patted on the back for getting coverage from a blogger rather than a "legitimate" reviewer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-6075883109210308216?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6075883109210308216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=6075883109210308216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6075883109210308216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6075883109210308216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-another-ones-gone.html' title='And another one&apos;s gone...'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDcHVWL67yI/AAAAAAAAANU/A5y8hWLddc4/s72-c/dust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-1721994711221360625</id><published>2008-05-22T16:13:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:14:51.487-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='figure skating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book deals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession'/><title type='text'>Book clubbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDXZNmL67xI/AAAAAAAAANM/dEEiQWfM3dE/s1600-h/tonya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203303772108549906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDXZNmL67xI/AAAAAAAAANM/dEEiQWfM3dE/s200/tonya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, confession time. I like figure skating. I didn't grow up in a big sports house, but my mom and I always watched figure skating. I mean, a lot. To the point where I very clearly remember Nancy Kerrigan getting hit in the knee and being REALLY upset about it. So, Tonya Harding has always kinda fascinated me. First of all, back when she was performing, you could always see her deodorant caked all over her armpits and I remember wondering why she couldn't just buy some kind of clear gel. Secondly, her costumes were never that good. And, finally, um, she had her husband whack her competitor in the knee to guarantee her a spot at the Olympics. CRAZY. Oh, yeah, there was also a &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0213289/"&gt;sex tape&lt;/a&gt; and then when she got kinda fat and &lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/sports/other_sports/boxing/articles/2005/01/26/from_the_rink_to_the_ring/"&gt;started boxing&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now, Tonya's back in the news with a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tonya-Tapes-Lynda-Prouse/dp/1934209805"&gt;new memoir&lt;/a&gt;! I'm totes scoring a free copy of that when it comes out. Anyway, in an &lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/id/138228/page/1"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; with Newsweek, TH is claiming that she knew nothing about the attack beforehand and that her husband and his accomplice (who have both changed their names since the incident btw) held her at gunpoint and raped her when she threatened to go to the FBI. Ex-hubby Jeff Gillooly (now Jeff Stone, which is no where near as fun to say) obviously denies. Tonya also claims that her mother used to beat the crap out of her, which her mom also denies but said "If it makes her money, fine." I wonder if my mom would be that cool if I started spreading rumors about her? No, I'm pretty sure she'd take up child abuse right then and there. Is it still child abuse if I'm a grown-up? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now the question is, what to think? And we all know the answer to that - or rather the question: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/What_Would_Brian_Boitano_Do%3F"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What would Brian Boitano do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;- or in this case, &lt;em&gt;What would Brian Boitano think? &lt;/em&gt;Well, according to Brian:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If you publish a book like that, you probably need to do it for financial reasons. If people are going to read it, they have to read it for the entertainment value, and not go by every word as the gospel truth."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks, Brian! I'll keep that in mind when I get my grubby little hands on a copy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. get the title? book &lt;em&gt;clubbing.&lt;/em&gt; 'cause she clubbed Nancy? see what I did there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-1721994711221360625?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1721994711221360625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=1721994711221360625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/1721994711221360625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/1721994711221360625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/confessions-of-fallen-figure-skater.html' title='Book clubbing'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDXZNmL67xI/AAAAAAAAANM/dEEiQWfM3dE/s72-c/tonya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-8138221032346991928</id><published>2008-05-21T16:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T17:03:26.864-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lying your way to the top'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book reviewers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Frey'/><title type='text'>Bob Hoover is my new hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDSM-XhVB_I/AAAAAAAAANE/YFMo5uvw-eg/s1600-h/pitts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202938472613349362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDSM-XhVB_I/AAAAAAAAANE/YFMo5uvw-eg/s200/pitts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ha! Bob Hoover over at the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette published &lt;a href="http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/08141/883150-42.stm"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; yesterday about how despite all the fake memoirs of late (Frey, Seltzer, that Holocaust lady), publishers still keep churning them out. Bob nicely takes the most recent and soon-to-be pubbed memoirs, divides them into sub-genres, and gives classic one line summaries. I have now come to the conclusion that Bob Hoover is an underappreciated (not to mention genius) BRE and should also be writing for Slunch. Check out his memory category breakdown below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sick, but it only hurts when I write about it&lt;/strong&gt;: This is a favorite style of memoir. It differs from the "I'm an addict of some sort" in that the misfortune is not the fault of the writer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad girls save themselves: &lt;/strong&gt;In this appealing and well-worn route to publication, women of good breeding and education wind up in the gutter, then crawl out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That old standby, celebrity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guys do crazy things so they can write about it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nobody knows the trouble I've seen -- till now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My fascinating life, updated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll leave it to you to click through and see who's books landed where (and how Bob summed each one up).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. did you guys know that there was a sequel to &lt;em&gt;Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs&lt;/em&gt;?!? I don't how I missed this. Hmm, anyone want to hook me up with a publicity email for Antheneum?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-8138221032346991928?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8138221032346991928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=8138221032346991928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8138221032346991928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/8138221032346991928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/bob-hoover-is-my-new-hero.html' title='Bob Hoover is my new hero'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDSM-XhVB_I/AAAAAAAAANE/YFMo5uvw-eg/s72-c/pitts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-7758582778462058049</id><published>2008-05-21T16:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T16:31:29.914-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry my bad'/><title type='text'>Literary Event Take 2: Literary Upstart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDSGWXhVB-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/brn8D0UkMrY/s1600-h/short+stories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202931188348815330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDSGWXhVB-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/brn8D0UkMrY/s200/short+stories.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, remember how our Literary Event of the Week was the Mediabistro Circus Launch Party? And remember how it &lt;a href="http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/mediabistro-bad-party-hosts.html"&gt;totally sucked&lt;/a&gt;? So, in order to make up for that, Slunch is giving you a second, bonus literary event: &lt;a href="http://www.thelmagazine.com/ads/upstart_round2_webblast.jpg"&gt;L Magazine's Literary Upstart&lt;/a&gt;. The slogan for the event is "Short Fiction, Cheap Beer." Really, what more could you ask for? This Thursday, 7 pm, &lt;a href="http://www.slipperroom.com/"&gt;The Slipper Room&lt;/a&gt;. Knock yourselves out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do tell, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Editor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-7758582778462058049?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7758582778462058049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=7758582778462058049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7758582778462058049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7758582778462058049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/literary-event-take-2-literary-upstart.html' title='Literary Event Take 2: Literary Upstart'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDSGWXhVB-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/brn8D0UkMrY/s72-c/short+stories.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-184619171221830343</id><published>2008-05-20T18:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T18:29:05.897-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CSPAN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book TV'/><title type='text'>Memorial Day is for TV, Book Lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDNO8nhVB9I/AAAAAAAAAM0/VoEFND1i_BI/s1600-h/killtv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202588797850945490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDNO8nhVB9I/AAAAAAAAAM0/VoEFND1i_BI/s200/killtv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah, Memorial Day is almost upon us and that means barbecues, booze, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sittin&lt;/span&gt;' in front of the TV vegging out for a bit with marathons of your favorite shows like Monty Python on BBC America, Deadliest Catch on Discovery, or my personal favorite: C-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SPAN's&lt;/span&gt; 72 hours of Book TV starting Saturday May 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Well, I think I need to grab a case of red bull, 2 liters of vodka, a one pound bag of peanut m&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;m's&lt;/span&gt;, put Dominoes on speed dial and hunker down in front of the set and catch up on all those episodes I've missed. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Deathtron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-184619171221830343?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/184619171221830343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=184619171221830343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/184619171221830343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/184619171221830343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-day-is-for-tv-book-lovers.html' title='Memorial Day is for TV, Book Lovers'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDNO8nhVB9I/AAAAAAAAAM0/VoEFND1i_BI/s72-c/killtv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-1534929616921675380</id><published>2008-05-20T16:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:06:30.770-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gawker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craig Davidson'/><title type='text'>Gawker forgets they've already covered author...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDM873hVB8I/AAAAAAAAAMs/P5jt96tBR98/s1600-h/fighter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202568993756743618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDM873hVB8I/AAAAAAAAAMs/P5jt96tBR98/s200/fighter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trolling through Gawker today, I caught sight of a &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/391801/method-writer-takes-steroids-for-authenticity"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; about &lt;a href="http://www.penguinblogs.ca/davidson/"&gt;Craig Davidson&lt;/a&gt;, author of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sohopress.com/books/fighter.html"&gt;The Fighter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Now, for those of you loyal readers, you may remember that Slunch &lt;a href="http://slunch.blogspot.com/2007/07/3-rounds-2-authors-1-book-fighter.html"&gt;covered&lt;/a&gt; last year's fight between Craig and fellow-scribe Jonathan Ames - and scooped EVERYONE (suck on that) with the first pics of Jonathan Ames and girlfriend Fiona Apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, today's Gawker post referenced an article in the &lt;a href="http://lifeandhealth.guardian.co.uk/health/story/0,,2280111,00.html"&gt;Guardian&lt;/a&gt; - a piece about his steriod use while doing research for his book and the impact it had on his body. What Gawker failed to realize, however, is that 1) this piece appeared in &lt;a href="http://www.esquire.com/features/steroids-0408"&gt;Esquire&lt;/a&gt; already and 2) they should have already been familiar with Craig from the event they ATTENDED and &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/news/rumbo-in-the-dumbo/"&gt;COVERED&lt;/a&gt; on their site. I know you guys have had a lot of turnover recently, and that &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5009993/emily-gould-introduces-oversharing-to-new-york-times-magazine"&gt;Josh&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5009993/emily-gould-introduces-oversharing-to-new-york-times-magazine"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt; (everyone's favorite ex-couple) are no longer there, but come on. A little research please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-1534929616921675380?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1534929616921675380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=1534929616921675380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/1534929616921675380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/1534929616921675380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/gawker-forgets-theyve-already-covered.html' title='Gawker forgets they&apos;ve already covered author...'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDM873hVB8I/AAAAAAAAAMs/P5jt96tBR98/s72-c/fighter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-5776476913976990382</id><published>2008-05-20T10:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:07:10.468-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='galleycat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugh'/><title type='text'>mediabistro = bad party hosts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDLpAHhVB6I/AAAAAAAAAMc/XlZ0ZMT57Rs/s1600-h/throwing+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202476707794454434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDLpAHhVB6I/AAAAAAAAAMc/XlZ0ZMT57Rs/s200/throwing+party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been to a lot of parties in my time. Publicist and all. I've organized some for authors, I've attended those organized by friends. I've gone to awards banquets, thank you parties, anniversery parties, charity parties, receptions for this and that. And, really, my expectations are really never high. Have alcohol readilly available. If there is food, wonderful, but not necessarilly expected. Just really really hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I attend a party held by a company that was sold for $23 million a couple years ago, I kind of expect it to be a pretty awesome party. Um, no. I showed up about 6:45, 15 minutes after the party was supposed to start. No music, no food, no bartender. A bunch of mediabistro staff members standing around awkwardly. I didn't even have a magazine with me. So I went with the old stand-by and just pulled out my phone and started texting people to look busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the bar probably opened up a little after 7...over 30 minutes into the 2 hour party. There was one bartender. He had no cash. No bar back. It took about 5 minutes per person to get your drink. The line was soon wrapped around the room - and I'm not even exaggerating. Oh, and of course, the alcohol was NOT free. So basically, I spent half the night in a line, spent money I didn't have, and met random bloggers and mediabistro employees that had nothing to do with books. I did spot the galleycat crew floating around, but all in all, the event felt more like a mediabistro employee party rather than a meet-and-greet. I learned absolutely nothing, I spent too much money on alcohol, and when I left, I was so hungry, I went home and ate a lot takeout that was very bad for me. Thanks a lot, mediabistro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Paige Sexie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-5776476913976990382?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5776476913976990382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=5776476913976990382&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5776476913976990382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/5776476913976990382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/mediabistro-bad-party-hosts.html' title='mediabistro = bad party hosts'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDLpAHhVB6I/AAAAAAAAAMc/XlZ0ZMT57Rs/s72-c/throwing+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-567805292760717883</id><published>2008-05-19T16:01:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T16:23:50.782-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mike edison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Because everyone wants to see an author play a guitar bong...</title><content type='html'>yeah, that's right. guitar bong. or bong guitar? whatever. you can smoke pot out of it and make music with it. so, you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XcCrTahsLg0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XcCrTahsLg0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDHf43hVB5I/AAAAAAAAAMU/dRmF7y2Mukw/s1600-h/h%26k.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and btw, that's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mike_Edison"&gt;Mike Edison&lt;/a&gt;, the former publisher of &lt;em&gt;High Times&lt;/em&gt; and author of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Have-Fun-Everywhere-Wrestling-Notorious/dp/086547964X/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1211227833&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;I Have Fun Everywhere I Go&lt;/a&gt;: Savage Tales of Pot, Porn, Punk Rock, Pro Wrestling, Talking Apes, Evil Bosses, Dirty Blues, American Heroes and the Most Notorious Magazines in the World&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo, and side note? I heard his book party was catered by &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/images/B00068S404/sr=8-3/qid=1211228402/ref=dp_image_0?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;n=130&amp;amp;s=dvd&amp;amp;qid=1211228402&amp;amp;sr=8-3"&gt;White Castle&lt;/a&gt;. I damn well wish I had known that in advance. I totally would have crashed it. I wonder if above guitar/bong made an appearance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Tell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Editor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-567805292760717883?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/567805292760717883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=567805292760717883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/567805292760717883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/567805292760717883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/because-everyone-wants-to-see-author.html' title='Because everyone wants to see an author play a guitar bong...'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-4292450221259707757</id><published>2008-05-19T13:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T13:43:20.630-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry my bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exhaustion'/><title type='text'>Exhaustion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDG7wXhVB3I/AAAAAAAAAME/OahUpSIBBKQ/s1600-h/woodpecker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202145484211554162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDG7wXhVB3I/AAAAAAAAAME/OahUpSIBBKQ/s200/woodpecker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey kids...I have half of a snarky piece about James Frey written for you, but, honestly, I woke up early this morning to hit the gym, my coffee buzz has worn off, and I haven't had a cigarette in four hours. So, probably not going to happen today. But the freaking Editor made the whole, there needs to be regular posts even though I don't pay you rule, and I said I was going to write the Frey thing and now I just can't bring myself to read thru Ulin's &lt;em&gt;L.A. Times &lt;/em&gt;review and compare it to Maslin's, etc. So instead, happy monday. I'm tired. I'm hungry. I'm falling asleep at work. Here's hoping that you guys are doing at least slightly better than me. I'm off to smoke and find some v8 or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks and bests,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. Two points for anyone who recognizes that sign off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-4292450221259707757?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4292450221259707757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=4292450221259707757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4292450221259707757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/4292450221259707757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/exhaustion.html' title='Exhaustion'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SDG7wXhVB3I/AAAAAAAAAME/OahUpSIBBKQ/s72-c/woodpecker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-508094804736825134</id><published>2008-05-16T16:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T17:06:46.668-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='galleycat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><title type='text'>Galleycattin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SC31DnhVB2I/AAAAAAAAAL8/NwcEHbAtZQU/s1600-h/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201082587179976546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SC31DnhVB2I/AAAAAAAAAL8/NwcEHbAtZQU/s200/cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know it's not technically next week, but the Literary Event of the Week is on Monday, so I figured we'd give you guys a bit advance notice. Plus, it's almost five on a Friday so I'm having a hard time doing actual work. And it's raining. And cold. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway! Monday night, mediabistro is having a &lt;a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/galleycat/party_hopping/want_to_meet_mediabistrocoms_bloggers_heres_your_chance_84772.asp"&gt;cocktail party&lt;/a&gt; where you (as long as you are a full-time "media professional") can meet all the writers/editors/bloggers from the different sites, including...galleycat. YAY! Although, really, any publicist worth their salt should really already know Ron, Andy, and/or Emily, but hey, if you've been slacking, now's your chance to make up for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From what I understand from Ron's kinda not-very-informative post, this party will be held at &lt;a href="http://www.corionyc.com/"&gt;Corio&lt;/a&gt;, and I believe it starts at 6:30. Here's my question, though. If mediabistro is "throwing" this party, does that mean free booze? Oh, well. I guess we can all just expense it anyway. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do tell, &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Editor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-508094804736825134?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/508094804736825134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=508094804736825134&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/508094804736825134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/508094804736825134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/galleycattin.html' title='Galleycattin&apos;'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SC31DnhVB2I/AAAAAAAAAL8/NwcEHbAtZQU/s72-c/cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-7630447566589348616</id><published>2008-05-15T11:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T13:22:04.015-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babytron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Publitron Speaks.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publicity whore-not'/><title type='text'>Newman Party: The Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SCxve3hVB1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/chh3fyI8d-k/s1600-h/sound+of+music.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200654245796579154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SCxve3hVB1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/chh3fyI8d-k/s200/sound+of+music.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, the Von Tron family gathered for an intimate night of drinking with close friends. By which I mean, Ladyton, Publitron, and Babytron showed up to get wasted for free with all the other freeloading publicists at the Newman party. And, as predicted, it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anything at the bar was fair game, but with a two tricky (and easily loopholed) rules: no shots, no martinis. Bizarre, yes? However, the bartenders were more than accomadating in helping us cheat. A shot of makers mark because a makers on the rocks with the tiniest spash of coke. A vodka martini became vodka, vermouth, and olives with a cube of ice in a tumbler. And anything that a garnish could be added to, well, I mean it's hardly a shot if there's a twist of lime floating in there, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're pleased to report that there was no buffet, but instead servers carried platters of trays around, and then placed the leftovers on the bar or back table for us to go back for seconds, thirds, and fourths. My personal favorite were the little mini-pizzas that looked like keish, until surprise! Bite in and get a mouthful of cheese, pizza sauce, and a little mini-sausage. Delish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, per usual, mingling with former co-workers, current friends, and new drunken besties - as well as old drunken besties, ie people that you have no memory of meeting at a past function because you were obvi too wasted to retain any info but they know your name and think that you're good friends and it's very embarassing. Not that that happened or anything. Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving right along. The final word? The party was awesome. Thanks again David Ratner and Newman folk for treating us to another wonderful night of drunken debauchery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Von Tron Publicity Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-7630447566589348616?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7630447566589348616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=7630447566589348616&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7630447566589348616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/7630447566589348616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/newman-party-review.html' title='Newman Party: The Review'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SCxve3hVB1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/chh3fyI8d-k/s72-c/sound+of+music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-6920666325927372545</id><published>2008-05-15T11:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T11:47:00.999-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dollar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publishers weekly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book reviewers'/><title type='text'>oh noes...one more reason PW sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SCxaxnhVBzI/AAAAAAAAALk/ESlcboaX8n0/s1600-h/cutting+costs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200631478174943026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SCxaxnhVBzI/AAAAAAAAALk/ESlcboaX8n0/s200/cutting+costs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, PW. First, you &lt;a href="http://slunch.blogspot.com/2007/08/letter-to-pw.html"&gt;refuse to tell us the review status&lt;/a&gt; of the all the books we send. Then, you write &lt;a href="http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-i-love-some-bresnot.html"&gt;obnoxious blogs&lt;/a&gt; about how publicists could do their jobs better. And now, you're cutting the payment for your reviewers - the only people at your magazine who actually matter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Reviewer,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are under constraints to reduce our expenses and must reduce the fee we pay to reviewers. Any reviews assigned after June 15 will be billed at $25 per review. However, you will be credited as a contributor in issues where your reviews appear. Please know that we value the work you do for us. Your astute reading and writing are what make our magazine so valuable in the industry and we regret this necessary action. All of us here are also experiencing change but we expect that we will continue to be the gold standard in book reviewing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. I think we can safely expect less starred reviews and more mean ones. 'Cause if someone was only paying me 25 bucks to read an entire book and write something about it, well, I would be even more bitter than I usually am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-6920666325927372545?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6920666325927372545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=6920666325927372545&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6920666325927372545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/6920666325927372545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-noesone-more-reason-pw-sucks.html' title='oh noes...one more reason PW sucks'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SCxaxnhVBzI/AAAAAAAAALk/ESlcboaX8n0/s72-c/cutting+costs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-970376506314907197</id><published>2008-05-14T13:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T13:08:01.328-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary event of the week'/><title type='text'>Reminder: Newman Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SCsCdHhVByI/AAAAAAAAALc/rSPbrhk54jo/s1600-h/free.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200252893987669794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SCsCdHhVByI/AAAAAAAAALc/rSPbrhk54jo/s200/free.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Latitude Bar &amp;amp; Lounge. Eight Avenue (between 47th and 48th). Tonight. Booze. Food. Publicists galore. Be there. All the cool kids are doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Editor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-970376506314907197?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/970376506314907197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=970376506314907197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/970376506314907197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/970376506314907197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/reminder-newman-party.html' title='Reminder: Newman Party'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SCsCdHhVByI/AAAAAAAAALc/rSPbrhk54jo/s72-c/free.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222262518475072605.post-411262683947576558</id><published>2008-05-14T10:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T11:07:56.495-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review section'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sloane Crosley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publishers weekly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publicity'/><title type='text'>Why I love some BREs....not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SCr_nHhVBwI/AAAAAAAAALM/jCvgpyMu-6g/s1600-h/sara+nelson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200249767251478274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SCr_nHhVBwI/AAAAAAAAALM/jCvgpyMu-6g/s200/sara+nelson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, a lovely publicist friend just passed &lt;a href="http://www.publishersweekly.com/blog/90000609/post/430026443.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; along to me. For those of you too lazy to click through, it's a Publishers Weekly blog entry by Editor-in-Chief Sara Nelson, entitled "Why I Love (Some) Publicists." Bascially, Sara acknowledges that we have a hard job (duh) and face constant rejections (sigh, it's amazing we retain any self esteem). But, then, she goes onto say how she appreciates it when publicists tell her the "truth" - ie, admitting that this book might not be for everyone, but here's why she should look at it anyway. Sara goes on to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It’s not easy – and it usually helps to have been in the business a few years and to know the tastes of the person you’re addressing. The greatest publicists, even, will privately admit to a book’s faults without damning its author – and those, above all, are the publicists I like. No book is going to be 'perfect' to everyone, and by admitting flaws, honest publicists are helping reviewers and editors do their jobs."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, first of all, I don't know anyone's tastes. I don't even know my own. I mean, I know Marilyn Stasio likes mysteries. I'm not going to pitch her a memoir about Iraq. And I know that Pat Towers isn't going to review the new advice book about how to pick up chicks. So yeah, fine. But do I have time do look through a pile of literary fiction and think to myself, hmmm, would Dwight Garner prefer the moving one about the boy coming of age during the Holocaust, or the comical story of a young woman trying to make it in finance. Um, no. And I certainly don't have time to do it for Sara Nelson - no offense, Sara. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For every book I work on, I'm pitching hundred of reviewers, editors, producers, and reporters. And yes, I try to tailor those lists based on the type of book and to tailor certain pitches. But, the book review editor in Tulsa is probably going to get the same pitch as the BRE is Atlanta (if the AJC still had one, of course). That's just the way the cookie crumbles. I don't have time to research all of you and discover your tastes. And if you care so much, why don't you let me know? How about sending me some guidance - ie, I only review this. I prefer this. Then, I can stop wasting your time and mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Ladytron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bonus question: Thoughts on who the &lt;a href="http://sloanecrosley.com/"&gt;favorite&lt;/a&gt; unnamed publicists are? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8222262518475072605-411262683947576558?l=slunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/feeds/411262683947576558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8222262518475072605&amp;postID=411262683947576558&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/411262683947576558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8222262518475072605/posts/default/411262683947576558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-i-love-some-bresnot.html' title='Why I love some BREs....not'/><author><name>submit to slunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07507659020697849218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dolQthT5_n8/SCr_nHhVBwI/AAAAAAAAALM/jCvgpyMu-6g/s72-c/sara+nelson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
